Getin Bands

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3:36

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Right hand getin bands bitch I am the man fuck you other guys you haters telling lies fluke ass boy you can’t fuck wit me I make the cash and get stupid clean I’m super clean, I’m super clean. Right hand getin bands mother fucker I’m the man no credit just throwing bands I got that gwalla understand I got them fifties them hundreds rolled up in that rubber band my right hand getin bands ya my right hand getin bands. Right hand getin bands mother fucker I’m the man no credit just throwing bands I got that gwalla understand I got them fifties them hundreds rolled up in that rubber band my right hand getin bands ya my right hand getin bands. Right hand getin bands and I’m that mother fucking man I don’t play about none of that cash I gotta go get it ya I’m on my way, every single day, I be getin that money man phone keep ring all the time I’m a business man in the middle of the night to red bones and they both gone give me that business man I hit the road on the interstate swerving lanes I shake and bake, get in the plane I’m taking off then find myself in another state from east coast to the west coast my name ring down from coast to coast Hollywood I’m super good my hand on her head and I’m down her throat I’m Geico what you need a quote that price right here down for the low I get the cash I spend the most then hustle hard then get some mo I hit the door she shake her ass my right hand work a whole lotta bands Right hand getin bands mother fucker I’m the man no credit just throwing bands I got that gwalla understand I got them fifties them hundreds rolled up in that rubber band my right hand getin bands ya my right hand getin bands. Right hand getin bands mother fucker I’m the man no credit just throwing bands I got that gwalla understand I got them fifties them hundreds rolled up in that rubber band my right hand getin bands ya my right hand getin bands. In a wife beater I’m super clean I got some buddies and they super feens they pop the bean and they super mean them bad bitches be wanting me cause I be count the green then go fuck with my team they be like hell ya when it come to sippen lean, V.I.P that’s all on me I got it bruh that’s a guaranteed I guess that’s why they watching me (I guess that’s why they watching me ) well look at me I’m in the limacine about fifty G’s in my pinky ring with a black bitch and that white hoe and they both in here trying to fuck me them bottles keep on popping my grinding that’s none stopping bacardi it got it started the party done gone retarded I’m chilling wit dead presidents residence is my right hand holding them like some sandwiches extra cheese is my preference. Right hand getin bands mother fucker I’m the man no credit just throwing bands I got that gwalla understand I got them fifties them hundreds rolled up in that rubber band my right hand getin bands ya my right hand getin bands. Right hand getin bands mother fucker I’m the man no credit just throwing bands I got that gwalla understand I got them fifties them hundreds rolled up in that rubber band my right hand getin bands ya my right hand getin bands.