Rubber Band Man Lyrics

David Banner
Ay, T.I.P.
You know your folk be standing down on the road man
Rolling all the way from Florida to M.I.A. onto the Duval, holding up to Tennessee
Alot of the real niggas be showing love, you know what I'm saying, I really apreciate that
All the dope boyz be coming out, all the home girls be showing love
But alot of folk man, they still be looking like they don't know who am is
So let me tell them

[Chorus:]
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right
45 in my other hand.
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Call me trouble man
Always in trouble man
Worth a couple hundred grand
Chevys, all colors man
(Ay, who I'm is?)

[Verse 1:]
Rubber band man like a one man band
Treat these niggas like the Apollo and I'm the sandman
Tote a hundred grand, canon in the waistband
Looking for a sweet lick? Well this is the wrong place man
Seven time felon, what I care about a case man?
I'm campaigning to bury the hate, so say your grace man
Ay, I don't talk behind a nigga back, I say it in his face
I'm a thoroughbred nigga, I don't fake and I don't hate
Check my resume nigga, my record's impeccable
Anywhere in the A nigga how TIP is highly respectable
And the M.I.A. nigga I'm tryna keep it professional
Cause all this tongue rastling finna have me snappin, I'm tellin you
From the bottom of tha Duval, Cakalacky to New York
And everybody showin' me love that's one to you all
Yeah, to all my Florida niggas, my Cakalacky niggas, my LA niggas
My New York niggas, New Orleans niggas

[Chorus:]
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right
45 in my other hand.
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Call me trouble man
Always in trouble man
Worth a couple hundred grand
Chevys, all colors man
(Ay, who I'm is?)

(Ay, who I'm is?)
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right
45 in my other hand.
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Call me trouble man
Always in trouble man
Worth a couple hundred grand
Chevys, all colors man
(Ay, who I'm is?)

[Verse 2:]
Call me trouble man, stayed in some trouble man
Some niggas still hatin' on shawty but they some suckas man
Got a couple fans that love to do nothing other than
Lick, suck, show no respect but still I love them man
Dig it, lil pimpin' got the mind and the muscle
Stay down on his grind, put the crown on the hustle
Ay, I could show ya how to juggle anything and make it double
Weed, blow, real estate, liquor store with no trouble
Young cats is playin' today Marvin Gaye of my time
Tryna stay alive livin' how I say in my rhymes
My cousin used to tell me take this shit a day at a time
And told me friday died Sunday and we a day in the ground
I still smile cause somehow I know he seeing me now
And so I'm doing all my shows just like he in the crowd
Ay, throw your lighters up for my cousin Toot
Aaliyah, Left Eye and Jam Master and Jay

[Chorus:]
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right
45 in my other hand.
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Call me trouble man
Always in trouble man
Worth a couple hundred grand
Chevys, all colors man
(Ay, who I'm is?)

(Ay, who I'm is?)
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right
45 in my other hand.
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Call me trouble man
Always in trouble man
Worth a couple hundred grand
Chevys, all colors man
(Ay, who I'm is?)

[Verse 3:]
Grand Hustle man, more hustles than hustle man
But why the rubber band? They representin' the struggle man
My folk who trap until they come up with another plan
Stack and crumble bread to get theyself off they mama land
Gangstas who been servin' since you was doing the runnin' man
Went down, did 10 back round and rich again
That's why I'm young with the soul of a old man
I'm shell shocked, get shot slow ya roll man
Still ride around with the glock on patrol man
Nah, I ain't robbing, I'm just lookin' for the dro man
For my niggas slangin' blow, pimpin' hoes, rollin' vogues, 24's
Let these other niggas know

[Chorus:]
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right
45 in my other hand.
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Call me trouble man
Always in trouble man
Worth a couple hundred grand
Chevys, all colors man
(Ay, who I'm is?)

(Ay, who I'm is?)
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right
45 in my other hand.
(Ay, who I'm is?)
Call me trouble man
Always in trouble man
Worth a couple hundred grand
Chevys, all colors man
(Ay, who I'm is?)

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