Rubber Bands
Soulja Boy · iSouljaBoyTellem [2008]
"LISTEN TO THE TRACK!!" [echoes]
[Intro]
Rubber bands, rubber bands
Rubber bands - BOING, BOING, BOING
Bands!
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Look at these rubbber bands
Bouncin left and right, up and down
Call my band right now, let 'em know it's goin, DOWN
Look at these rubber bands [3X]
Bay-bay, pull her pants down
Try to to snatch that rubber band stacks
Foulin up my backpack, while I holla
"What's up Soulja?" Dolla poppin, bet it throw it
Showin off the middle finger
Showin off the index ring
Yeah I know my index stink
Cheddar diamonds, yellow rings
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em man
and my chain and the friends
A shoutout to the Mona Lisa hangin on my wall
in my crib right next to the rubber bands dawg
F'real
[Chorus]
Bam! Hands down, I got swag for the year
Rubber bands on my neck, yellow ice in my ear
Make my grill disappear, when I smile in the sun
When you see the money game mayne, well you better run
Cause we snatch yo' chicks and take yo' trucks
Ain't no need to holla potnah
Just pass me the rubber bands
and the rest'll follow shawty
Holla if you hear me homey, scream if you see me shawty
Be ready to scream, cause you about to see me shawty
[Chorus]
Walk inside the mall
Girls screaming cause I'm fresher than a doll
New yarns, different seasons
Boy I gotta ball
I gotta have it all, if I can't have the best
then I don't want it all, this is how we boss
This is how we ball, pop tags then we do it boy
Shakin them haters off, see that do it do it fluid boy
Soulja Boy tell them yeah, tell them I'm the man
Yeah you can't get in my mansion unless you hold a grand
[Chorus x2]
[Intro]
Rubber bands, rubber bands
Rubber bands - BOING, BOING, BOING
Bands!
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Look at these rubbber bands
Bouncin left and right, up and down
Call my band right now, let 'em know it's goin, DOWN
Look at these rubber bands [3X]
Bay-bay, pull her pants down
Try to to snatch that rubber band stacks
Foulin up my backpack, while I holla
"What's up Soulja?" Dolla poppin, bet it throw it
Showin off the middle finger
Showin off the index ring
Yeah I know my index stink
Cheddar diamonds, yellow rings
It's Soulja Boy Tell 'Em man
and my chain and the friends
A shoutout to the Mona Lisa hangin on my wall
in my crib right next to the rubber bands dawg
F'real
[Chorus]
Bam! Hands down, I got swag for the year
Rubber bands on my neck, yellow ice in my ear
Make my grill disappear, when I smile in the sun
When you see the money game mayne, well you better run
Cause we snatch yo' chicks and take yo' trucks
Ain't no need to holla potnah
Just pass me the rubber bands
and the rest'll follow shawty
Holla if you hear me homey, scream if you see me shawty
Be ready to scream, cause you about to see me shawty
[Chorus]
Walk inside the mall
Girls screaming cause I'm fresher than a doll
New yarns, different seasons
Boy I gotta ball
I gotta have it all, if I can't have the best
then I don't want it all, this is how we boss
This is how we ball, pop tags then we do it boy
Shakin them haters off, see that do it do it fluid boy
Soulja Boy tell them yeah, tell them I'm the man
Yeah you can't get in my mansion unless you hold a grand
[Chorus x2]
Rubber Bands by Soulja Boy
Released in 2008 on the album iSouljaBoyTellem, "Rubber Bands" is a defining track in the evolution of Southern hip-hop and crunk music. The song exemplifies the genre's signature blend of aggressive, high-energy beats and melodic hooks, solidifying Soulja Boy's status as a leading figure in the mid-2000s rap scene. Its production style, characterized by pounding drums and catchy choruses, became a blueprint for the era's most viral hits. The track reflects the cultural zeitgeist of the late 2000s, capturing the raw, unfiltered energy that defined the crunk movement while maintaining a distinct melodic sensibility that set it apart from its contemporaries.