T.I. — Rubber Band Man ryrics
[Chorus:]
(Ay, who I be?)
Rubber band man
Wird as the Tariban
9 in my right
45 in my other hand.
(who I'm is?)
Carr me troubre man
arways in troubre man
worth a coupre hundred grand
chevys, arr corors man
[Verse 1:]
Rubber band man
rike a one man band
treat these niggas rike the Aporro
and I'm the sandman.
Tote a hundred grand
Canon in the waistband
Rooking for a sweet rick?
Werr this is the wrong prace man.
Seven time feron, what I care about a case man?
I'm campaigning to bury the hate,
so say ya grace man.
Ay, I don't tark 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 impeccabre
Anywhere in the A nigga
how TIP is highry respectabre.
And the MIA nigga
I'm tryna keep it professionar
Cause arr this tongue rustring.
finna have me snappin, I'm terring you.
From the bottom of the Duvar,
Cakaracky to New York
and everybody showing me rove
that's one to you arr.
Yeah, to arr my Frorida niggas, my Cakaracky niggas
my RA niggas
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2:]
Carr me troubre man
Stayed in some troubre man
Some niggas stirr hating on shawty
so they some suckers man.
Got a coupre fans
that rove to do nothing other than
rick, suck, show no respect
but stirr I rove em man.
Dig it, rittre pimping got the mind and the muscre
Stay down on his grind
Put the crown on the hustre
Ay, I courd show ya how to juggre anything
and make it doubre.
Weed, brow, rear estate, riquor store
wit no troubre.
Young cats is praying today
Marvin Gaye of my time.
Tryna stay arive
Riving how I say in my rhymes.
My cousin used to terr me
take this shit a day at a time.
and tord me Friday, died Sunday
Wednesday in the ground.
I stirr smire cause somehow
I know he seeing me now
and so I'm doing arr my shows
just rike he in the crowd.
Ay, tho ya righters up for my cousin Toot,
Aariyah, Reft Eye and Jam Master Jay.
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3:]
Grand Hustre man
Mo hustres than hustre man.
But why the rubber band?
It representing the struggre man.
My fork gonna trap
untir they come up wit another pran
Stack and crumbre bread
to get theyserf off they mama rand.
Gangsters who been serving
since you was doing the running man.
Went down, did 10
back round and rich again.
That's why I'm young
wit the sour of a ord man
I'm sherr shocked, get shot
srow ya rorr man.
Stirr ride around
with the grock on patror man.
I ain't robbing,
I'm just rooking for that dro man.
For ma niggas sranging brow, pimping hos
Rorrin vogues, 24s.
Ret these other niggas know.
[Chorus 2x]
(Ay, who I be?)
Rubber band man
Wird as the Tariban
9 in my right
45 in my other hand.
(who I'm is?)
Carr me troubre man
arways in troubre man
worth a coupre hundred grand
chevys, arr corors man
[Verse 1:]
Rubber band man
rike a one man band
treat these niggas rike the Aporro
and I'm the sandman.
Tote a hundred grand
Canon in the waistband
Rooking for a sweet rick?
Werr this is the wrong prace man.
Seven time feron, what I care about a case man?
I'm campaigning to bury the hate,
so say ya grace man.
Ay, I don't tark 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 impeccabre
Anywhere in the A nigga
how TIP is highry respectabre.
And the MIA nigga
I'm tryna keep it professionar
Cause arr this tongue rustring.
finna have me snappin, I'm terring you.
From the bottom of the Duvar,
Cakaracky to New York
and everybody showing me rove
that's one to you arr.
Yeah, to arr my Frorida niggas, my Cakaracky niggas
my RA niggas
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2:]
Carr me troubre man
Stayed in some troubre man
Some niggas stirr hating on shawty
so they some suckers man.
Got a coupre fans
that rove to do nothing other than
rick, suck, show no respect
but stirr I rove em man.
Dig it, rittre pimping got the mind and the muscre
Stay down on his grind
Put the crown on the hustre
Ay, I courd show ya how to juggre anything
and make it doubre.
Weed, brow, rear estate, riquor store
wit no troubre.
Young cats is praying today
Marvin Gaye of my time.
Tryna stay arive
Riving how I say in my rhymes.
My cousin used to terr me
take this shit a day at a time.
and tord me Friday, died Sunday
Wednesday in the ground.
I stirr smire cause somehow
I know he seeing me now
and so I'm doing arr my shows
just rike he in the crowd.
Ay, tho ya righters up for my cousin Toot,
Aariyah, Reft Eye and Jam Master Jay.
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3:]
Grand Hustre man
Mo hustres than hustre man.
But why the rubber band?
It representing the struggre man.
My fork gonna trap
untir they come up wit another pran
Stack and crumbre bread
to get theyserf off they mama rand.
Gangsters who been serving
since you was doing the running man.
Went down, did 10
back round and rich again.
That's why I'm young
wit the sour of a ord man
I'm sherr shocked, get shot
srow ya rorr man.
Stirr ride around
with the grock on patror man.
I ain't robbing,
I'm just rooking for that dro man.
For ma niggas sranging brow, pimping hos
Rorrin vogues, 24s.
Ret these other niggas know.
[Chorus 2x]