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Origineel

Rubber band man, bitch I got stash Cause I'm a dough boy, what you know about that? You can call me T.I. , handling my B.I. Guns, guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I. I bring them out, cause my bread is long And its big things popping till I'm dead and gone You can call me T.I. , handling my B.I. Guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I. Boom! Free T.I.P., my nigga free T.I.P., Ask Jeezy bought me, nigga this Crip I could get a hundred years for having this clip Lay a hundred down, wit one trip Next year's model, how a nigga did Next top model's on a nigga dick Word from pitcher's stone To now I'm pitchin sticks What you staring at, take a picture trick Yea you heard me bitch, go call your men's up My hustle grand, they got my grands up We blowing money fast, nigga and what If you do it like G, my nigga stand up And put your hands up, like the law here Shit but fuck the law, you tryna ball here The top shelf bottles bring them all here Fuck January 1st, we do this all year Rubber band man, bitch I got stash Cause I'm a dough boy, what you know about that? You can call me T.I. , handling my B.I. Guns, guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I. I bring them out, cause my bread is long And its big things popping till I'm dead and gone You can call me T.I. , handling my B.I. Guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I. The top bag, it's on 24, run up on this bitch and watch the semi blow Laid too many down on too many flow I left them pale, talking Demi Moore This bread got me eating like it's dinner rolls Now I'm snatching plates, where your dinner go Ain't too many real gangsters left in it, bro, nah Shit I'm like Cortez, these niggas Kenneth Cole Jack the swag, shout out to Rosay Now I'm a rock star, shout out to Coldplay Coldest cube, shout out to OShay Just legendary, like the OJays Catch me hitting corners in the clean grown Vanilla paint seats, icecream cones Till the kings home, I'm in the king's throne Beating on my chest like I'm king Kong Rubber band man, bitch I got stash Cause I'm a dough boy, what you know about that? You can call me T.I. , handling my B.I. Guns, guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I. I bring them out, cause my bread is long And its big things popping till I'm dead and gone You can call me T.I. , handling my B.I. Guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I.

 

Vertaling

Rubber band man, bitch I got stash Cause I'm a dough boy, what you know about that? Je kunt me T.I. noemen, mijn B.I. behandelen Guns, guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I. I bring them out, cause my bread is long And its big things popping till I'm dead and gone Je mag me T.I. noemen, handling my B.I. Guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I. Boom! Vrije T.I.P., mijn nigga vrije T.I.P., Vraag Jeezy om me te kopen, nigga deze Crip Ik kan honderd jaar krijgen voor het hebben van deze clip Leg honderd neer, met één trip Next year's model, how a nigga did Next top model's on a nigga dick Word van pitcher's stone To now I'm pitchin sticks Waar staar je naar, neem een foto truc Ja, je hebt me gehoord, ga je mannen bellen. My hustle grand, they got my grands up We blowing money fast, nigga and what Als je het doet zoals G, staat mijn neger op En steek je handen omhoog, zoals de wet hier Shit, maar fuck de wet, je probeert hier te spelen De flessen van de bovenste plank brengen ze allemaal hier Fuck 1 januari, we doen dit het hele jaar Rubber band man, bitch I got stash Cause I'm a dough boy, what you know about that? Je mag me T.I. noemen, ik behandel mijn B.I. Guns, guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I. I bring them out, cause my bread is long And its big things popping till I'm dead and gone Je mag me T.I. noemen, handling my B.I. Guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I. The top bag, it's on 24, run up on this bitch and watch the semi blow Laid too many down on too many flow I left them pale, talking Demi Moore This bread got me eating like it's dinner rolls Now I'm snatching plates, where your dinner go Er zitten niet veel echte gangsters meer in, bro, nah Shit ik ben als Cortez, deze niggas Kenneth Cole Jack the swag, shout out to Rosay Now I'm a rock star, shout out to Coldplay Coldest cube, shout out to OShay Gewoon legendarisch, zoals de OJays Catch me hitting corners in the clean grown Vanilla paint seats, icecream cones Till the kings home, I'm in the king's throne Beating on my chest like I'm king Kong Rubber band man, bitch I got stash Cause I'm a dough boy, what you know about that? Je mag me T.I. noemen, mijn B.I. behandelen Guns, guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I. I bring them out, cause my bread is long And its big things popping till I'm dead and gone Je mag me T.I. noemen, handling my B.I. Guns like a G.I., Hoes cause I'm a P.I.