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corey patrick - rubber bands lyrics

[chorus:]
bands i be stacking rubber bands
keep it g like the buckle on my pants
shawty dance every time i let it rain
got her head spinning like a weather vane
go to bed boy, before you in a casket
go to bed with that .45 on my mattress
got that bag, that bag on me
i count up fast like 1, 2, 3
getting cash, let’s eat
these hoes casualties

[verse 1:]
they some hoes to me
these n+ggas cannot roll with me
ain’t no ho in me
can’t wear my shoes, can’t ball with me
i smoke a zone to sleep, ain’t into counting sheep
guess that’s the wolf in me, i never count on sheep
i got that gasoline, your b+tch a guzzler
she even paying me, that b+tch a customer
wake up like f+ck the world (f+ck it, f+ck it, f+ck it)
i might just flip the bird (flip it, flip it, flip it)
everything gravy baby, i’m nice and wavy baby
hop in the ‘cedes ‘cedes, i’ll drive you crazy baby
as long as you cool with the fact that money my main lady, and i’ma touch it daily
[chorus:]
bands i be stacking rubber bands
keep it g like the buckle on my pants
shawty dance every time i let it rain
got her head spinning like a weather vane
go to bed boy, before you in a casket
go to bed with that .45 on my mattress
got that bag, that bag on me
i count up fast like 1, 2, 3
getting cash, let’s eat
these hoes casualties

- corey patrick lyrics

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