
Rubber Bands Juicy J (Ft. Billy Wes, DJ Paul & Rick Ross)
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[Hook - Billy Wes]
Dollar signs in my eyes, all I see is money
Dollar signs in my eyes, all I see is money
Dollar signs in my eyes, all I see is money
Dollar signs in my eyes, all I see is money
Rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands
All I see is money
Rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands
All I see is money
Rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands
All I see is money
Rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands
All I see is money
[Verse 1 - Rick Ross]
Step out the car, rubber bands in my pocket
Rose gold Rolex, look like it's plugged in a socket
All the bad bitches lookin', all the fuck niggas jock it
People investigatin', I let the streets keep on talkin'
Got a brick in the trunk, you know I gotta get mine
Momma always said "it'll come in good time"
So I took what she said, flipped a bitch a few times
Went and got a Suburban and a new Benz to ride
Then I loaded the sticks, I just wanna survive
If quarters goin' for six, you can get 'em for five
The streets got a demand, therefore I gotta supply
If you want it for cheap, homie I got a surprise
I need them
Dollar signs in my eyes, all I see is money
Dollar signs in my eyes, all I see is money
Dollar signs in my eyes, all I see is money
Dollar signs in my eyes, all I see is money
Rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands
All I see is money
Rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands
All I see is money
Rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands
All I see is money
Rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands, rubber bands
All I see is money
[Verse 1 - Rick Ross]
Step out the car, rubber bands in my pocket
Rose gold Rolex, look like it's plugged in a socket
All the bad bitches lookin', all the fuck niggas jock it
People investigatin', I let the streets keep on talkin'
Got a brick in the trunk, you know I gotta get mine
Momma always said "it'll come in good time"
So I took what she said, flipped a bitch a few times
Went and got a Suburban and a new Benz to ride
Then I loaded the sticks, I just wanna survive
If quarters goin' for six, you can get 'em for five
The streets got a demand, therefore I gotta supply
If you want it for cheap, homie I got a surprise
I need them
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