Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rubberband Banks, artist - Young Dro. Album song Day One, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.02.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rubberband Banks |
| Ima outer space baller, put you up on astronomy |
| Mathematically with a pistol I do trigonometry |
| Humbly, eat up a nigga like a piranha B |
| Riding in the cutlass same color as a bumble bee |
| I had to man I brought the flip flop jag through |
| Paint the Chevy sad blue, you know my dad was sad blue |
| Ride straight pass you, my choppas will outlast you |
| I promise I’mma smash you, 30−06's blast you |
| 600 see through Benz call it the glass coup |
| Diamonds look like Passion Fruit, Viper look like Apple Fruit |
| Ride through the hood you know the Burban look like Snapple Juice |
| Bricks from black facts, from Summa Hill Pappa 2 |
| Rapper who, bitch you know I’m the Best Thang Smoking |
| Hit em in the neck with the Tec, and leave ya throat smoking |
| Dro Rollin, bitch I got a million for yo million |
| We up in these hoods trapping, building after building |
| Rubber band banks (boing yoing yoing yoing) |
| Tokyo Diamonds (joing yoing yoing yoing) |
| Grand Hustle ice (it be glowing yoing yoing yoing) |
| When we in the club (they think its snowing yoing yoing yoing) |
| 28 inches (in the A yay yay yaer) |
| We be deep (everywhere yer yer yer) |
| Bitches want me (cause ima play yay yay yaer) |
| You know I got them choppas (cause ima spray yay yay yaer) |
| I love flipping down screens, and love riding 23's |
| Love gliding down the street, and love watching Lean On Me |
| Love paying Ten-a-Key, love selling pounds of weed |
| Love in the club when my thugs are surrounding me |
| Ain’t nobody bouncing me, DJ is announcing me |
| Shawty say she want Dro, I think she want a ounce of me |
| Fed’s trying to pounce on me, I’m larger than a mountain be |
| Shawty say she fuck with Grand Hustle bitch bounce with me |
| Ice come from Tokyo, roll like a roly-po |
| 5 blunts of total dro, I think I’m bout to overdose |
| Trunk ain’t bumping and jumping, it got the holy ghost |
| Bricks by the 50, 10 naw shawty 40 more |
| Trap time nigga, yeah strap time nigga put down bet a rubber band, |
| crap time nigga, in my lap a nine nigga |
| 45 in the console, show em how the reversible clip’ll do a drum roll |
| Rubber band banks (boing yoing yoing yoing) |
| Tokyo Diamonds (joing yoing yoing yoing) |
| Grand Hustle ice (it be glowing yoing yoing yoing) |
| When we in the club (they think its snowing yoing yoing yoing) |
| 28 inches (in the A yay yay yaer) |
| We be deep (everywhere yer yer yer) |
| Bitches want me (cause ima play yay yay yaer) |
| You know I got them choppas (cause ima spray yay yay yaer) |
| 28 inches (in the A ya yaer) |
| G4 (in the A ya yaer) |
| Young Dro (waves in my hair ya yaer) |
| Bitches want me (cause ima play yay yaer) |
| Rock Cartier, I’mma Chief like an Indian |
| Freaks are Caribbean, my feets are amphibian |
| Prototype Bentley with Celerian and Vivian |
| Dark sniper riding in the Viper up in Michigan |
| Fucking with my clique’ll get you lost like Gilligan |
| Dro is on the pill again I promise I’mma kill again |
| Y’all fake niggas how the fuck could you be real again |
| Murder all foes I trap 'em up than I seal 'em in |
| Rubber band fitted, extra tan Chevy |
| Straight-drop glass got that extra tan ready |
| Cutlass Cam ready paint, extra Cranberry |
| Ice Cream Chevy, nigga Ben & Jerry |