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Travis Porter - Pop A Rubberband Music Video
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Travis Porter
Travis Porter
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Donquez Woods
Donquez Woods
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Harold Duncan
Harold Duncan
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Lakeen "Ali" Mattox
Lakeen "Ali" Mattox
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Lyrics

Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Shorty won't let go and she know that I'm the man She say she wanna dance, hold a puppet in her hand And I pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband And when we hit the club, we don't go there just to stand We brought a couple grand, we gon make those bitches dance And we pop them rubber bands Used to jack, rollin' up a jack Shout so deep, see her error form the front I'm playin' with them damn, I'm playin' with, I'm a band I pop 'er like they village, yea, I pop 'er like they village Bring me anything, meet me girlies and we offer Drop the chain, call me Dirty or Tiago When my color runs in the flute, tell my bug it up I love this stripper good, man I just can't get enough 20 G's in a rubberband ho on a man Then standin' on the speaker, why we do my money then? One step, two step, three step, four Pop pop pop that pussy, if you won't they gon Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Shorty won't let go and she know that I'm the man She say she wanna dance, hold a puppet in her hand And I pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband And when we hit the club, we don't go there just to stand We brought a couple grand, we gon make those bitches dance And we pop them rubber bands All black with some gold on For Diablo's on the whip, get my roll on Bad yellow bone bitch, ain't got no clothes on 'er For a dope G bitch ain't got no doors on 'er Pop a rubberband, bitch I do this every night Go outside tonight, early morning catch a flight I turn the lights off, baby welcome to the show You ain't down to play your role but you gotta go If you don't wanna go then baby take a shot I know you want these rubber bands, drop it like it's hot Yea, I'm tryna flip into a movie set And when she see a rubberband it get her pussy wet Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Shorty won't let go and she know that I'm the man She say she wanna dance, hold a puppet in her hand And I pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband And when we hit the club, we don't go there just to stand We brought a couple grand, we gon make those bitches dance And we pop them rubber bands Look, Shorty runnin', shake that ass on me I say cool, man I'm glad I got some cash on me Young nigga 21, I'm a fuckin' boss All this money that I foam could've bottle off And y'all niggas can't afford those No, he doin' that, his 3 or 4 clothes Yea, and I ain't nothin' like that other man Still lookin' polished with the hoties up in rubber bands Spendin' money all across the world Up the magic closet, have it with my neighbor Earl Yea, pulled up in the new Range No, we had to make it rain with the loose change Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Shorty won't let go and she know that I'm the man She say she wanna dance, hold a puppet in her hand And I pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband And when we hit the club, we don't go there just to stand We brought a couple grand, we gon make those bitches dance And we pop them rubber bands
Writer(s): Writers Unknown, Antoine Kearney, Demetrius Ellerbee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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