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[Intro - T.I.] 
Is that T.I. over there? is that him? 
Is that you? Rubber Band Man 
Boyyyyyy..... is that T.I.? Whoooo.. 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey 
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey 
Remix Playa, yeah, y'all already know what it is man 
T.I.P, came from the south, Rubber Band man boyyyyy... 
Connected with my folk from the West Mack 
My folk from the Chi' Twista 
And T Double D, from the bottom 

[Hook - T.I.] 
Rubber Band man, wild as the Taliban 
Nine in my right, forty-five in my other hand 
I'm in trouble man, always in trouble man 
Worth a couple hundred grand 
Chevy's all colors man, who I'm isss...? 

[Verse One - T.I.] 
I'm young pimpin', way out of ya vision 
don't set your sights on my position, I'm way out ya division 
I was grindin' while you was tryin' to figure out your division 
I'm sittin' on the block and watchin' hustlas makin' and killin' 
until I, jumped in the game without my uncle's permission 
Makin', solvin' my family's wishes through whatever conditions 
I'm workin' trappin' servin' kitchens with intentions to get in 
my mittens under cover millions workin' off of comission 
everyday I'm on a mission with heavy haters so listen 
Divide it, flip it, weigh and ship it, 'til you cook it and sniff it 
When I talk, G's listen they can see 
I been livin' the same, life that I'm spittin' 
I ain't frontin' and trippin' 
I came, out of the trap I ain't come here to visit 
I named the album Trap Muzik 'cause I'm being specific 
To my niggaz still investin' in caine 
I'm wearin' rubber bands just out of respect for the game 

[Verse Two - Mack 10] 
I got that wizerk, dawg i got them birdies that don't chizerp 
water ex pills sticky green and the purple sizerp 
And no matter where I'm at, is west coast or up front 
I'm low key I can't stunt and move a hundred bricks a month 
In the east they like my swagger, them broads be up on me 
In the south they love me, cause I'm down and dirty homie 
And if you get it how you live as a gangsta then stand up 
Mack10 a 'D boy', so my cash is rubberbanned up 

[Hook - T.I.] 
Rubber Band man, wild as the Taliban 
Nine in my right, forty-five in my other hand 
I'm in trouble man, always in trouble man 
Worth a couple hundred grand 
Chevy's all colors man, who I'm isss...? 

Rubber Band man, wild as the Taliban 
Nine in my right, forty-five in my other hand 
I'm in trouble man, always in trouble man 
Worth a couple hundred grand 
Chevy's all colors man, who I'm isss...? 


[Verse Three - Trick Daddy] 
I represent for the Tre-o-five 
Down with the rubberband man, y'all call him young T.I. 
See I been an O.G., far from O.D.'n and this is 
T double D don't even call me Maurice, now listen 
My description is tall, dark, skinny, and ill-mannered 
a hood negro with a little bit of spanish be like 
Say yo papi, I got, yayo papi if 
your price is right come on down and y'all copy 
watch me, I'm gettin' money like it's 1984 
got so much cash Bill Gates could kiss my ass (yeah) 
I'm such a player they call me Juan Pierre 
been ballin' since my younger years like ya boy Cabrera 

[Verse Four - Twista] 
I'm a windy city man, 
the one that take sip and run it to the brain 
love to get it crunk in the south where 
my cousins from, and shawty shake that thang 

Take the hipno' to the dome, smokin 
when im rollin, wood on chrome 
thump if it aint Kamikaze or 
Trap Muzik then i dont put it on 
when im on the court call my pacman, 
yell out that i got that dro', watchin for that po' 
you can get that Jag for a hundred but 
im givin out the ounces for fo', let a nigga kno' 
Call me the rain man from the place 
where they gang bang 
where them thangs bang, and the brains hang, 
where we gotta main-tain 
Can I cutt and hit it girl, come on let me get it get it girl 
I love the girls from New Orleans, to ATL, 
to St. Louis, and the "the Windy City"girls 
Blow fire man, when that hoe slide down 
the pole like a fireman 

[Hook - Twista] 
I'm the Slow Jam man, rollin' wit' the rubber band man 
Desert Eagle in my right, with a Three Fifty-seven off in my other hand 
(Who I'm isss..) I'm in trouble man, always in trouble man 
Worth a couple hundred grand 
Chevy's all colors man, who I'm isss..? 

[Hook Until Fade - T.I.]