Call my boi right now let em kno wats goin downn
Look at these rubber bands x4
Bouncing left to right up n down
Call my boi right now
Let em kno wats goin down
Look at these rubber bands x3
Verse one
Pull up, dance tryna snatch that rubber
Stacks falling off my back pack
While I holla wats up soulja
Dolla poppin, bet I throw it showing up
The middle finger showing
Up the index ring
Yeah I know my index thing
It's yellow diamonds yellow rings
It's soulja boy tell em man
Throw my chain in the rings
Shouts out to the mona lisa
Hanging on my wall with my grill,
Right next to the rubber bands dawg
For real
Chorus
Verse two
Hands down I got swag for the year
Rubber bands on my neck my ice on my dere
Make my grill disaper
Wen I smile in the sun
Wen u c the money game man
Girl u better run
Cuz we snatching chicks
And taking chicks
Aint no nedd to holla pardner
Just pass me the rubber bands
And the rest will fall in shawty
Holla if u hear me homey
Scream if u c me shawty
Be ready to scream
Cuz u up out to c me shawty
Chorus
Verse 3
Walk inside the mall girls screaming
Cuz I'm fresher dan a doll
New york different seasons
Boy I gotta ball
If I can't have a this then
I don't want it at all
This is how we boss
This is how we ball
Pop tags n we do it boy
Checking them haters off
N do it do it do it boy
Soulja tell em yeah
Tell em I'm the man
U can't get into my mansion
Unless u want some of this man
Repaet chorus twice
Bouncing left to right up and down Call my boi right now let em kno wats goin downn Look at these rubber bands x4 Bouncing left to right up n down Call my boi right now Let em kno wats goin down Look at these rubber bands x3 Verse one Pull up, dance tryna snatch that rubber Stacks falling off my back pack While I holla wats up soulja Dolla poppin, bet I throw it showing up The middle finger showing Up the index ring Yeah I know my index thing It's yellow diamonds yellow rings It's soulja boy tell em man Throw my chain in the rings Shouts out to the mona lisa Hanging on my wall with my grill, Right next to the rubber bands dawg For real Chorus Verse two Hands down I got swag for the year Rubber bands on my neck my ice on my dere Make my grill disaper Wen I smile in the sun Wen u c the money game man Girl u better run Cuz we snatching chicks And taking chicks Aint no nedd to holla pardner Just pass me the rubber bands And the rest will fall in shawty Holla if u hear me homey Scream if u c me shawty Be ready to scream Cuz u up out to c me shawty Chorus Verse 3 Walk inside the mall girls screaming Cuz I'm fresher dan a doll New york different seasons Boy I gotta ball If I can't have a this then I don't want it at all This is how we boss This is how we ball Pop tags n we do it boy Checking them haters off N do it do it do it boy Soulja tell em yeah Tell em I'm the man U can't get into my mansion Unless u want some of this man Repaet chorus twice Explain Request ×
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