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Addicted To Rubberbands

2 Chainz

T.R.U. REALigion

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[Verse 1: 2 Chainz] I'm popular and poppin' dough Breakfast at Pappadeaux's Dodging all obstacles Trapping at the Stop-N-Go Boy you know you lame if you still riding stop and go Disect the beat and then I turn it to a particle Pardon though, I'm harder though You should read the article I'm riding high and dodging hoes You better hope im dodging your Model hoes dollar hoes, white looking Madonna hoes Dolce Gabbana, Ferragamo, and the Prada hoes College ho Zone 3, niggas with a lot of gold Snoop guard the door I just love being by the stove Heres some food for thought, a little food for your soul Like a comma, I love being right next to O's [Hook:] I had a long day My nerves bad Yea I'm smoking on loud I know you heard that Hit the jewlery store, with a hundred grand I can't help it im addicted to the rubberbands Leave the trap house, with a hundred grand I can't help it im addicted to the rubberbands Time to re-up, I got a hundred bands,i can't help it im addicted to the rubberbands [Verse 2: J Hard] We sitting high speaking like we super human beings Cars mulatto, black on black Europeans Too hard to swallow like UGKings and Number one thesis do you believe in Jesus They say money is the root of all diseases Well call the docotr I see honest in my thesis Summer vacation, one trip two bricks Baby momma saying im impatient my sons need shit When you pull up to the front, all you see is whips Diddy bop to the back all you see is zips In zip locks, and garbage bags Usher Raymond in this bitch yea I got it bad [Hook] [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] (2 Chainz!) My plug need me, but he greedy I ran off told me catch me on the TV See I'm from where you rob Peter to pay Paul I'm yelling fuck the world I woke up with my dick hard Big dog, big broads all in my circumference Pussy on lock down, I dont hand cuff it Sipping Grey Goose and we spending mad doucets Rubberband fetish get it in abundance Ben Franklins back to back, hundreds on hundreds Gucci flip flaps, I got bunyons on bunyons Yellow ring look like a funyon, or somethin' I just left the trap house, money on money [Hook]
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