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gucci mane – dboy style lyrics

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[intro]
sizzle, roll one real fat (it’s gucci)
what? (haha)
southside on the track, yeah
808, 1017, huh? (brr)

[verse 1]
i’m a trapper, i am not a rapper (no)
i mount the dawn up, it’s lookin’ like a raptor (d+mn)
you a hater, you are not a factor
big diamond choker on my neck, i got asthma
heavy watch on my wrist, it cost a meal ticket
just stack your money up, get rich enough, then we’ll kick it
it’s ’bout survival, i’m bustin’ at my rivals (pow, pow)
i put a glacier on her hand, it went viral (burr)
egyptian fabric on my skin, it came from cairo
say ain’t no cap in your rap, but you a gyro
they kicked me out of college, i wasn’t embarrassed (no)
i graduated from pointers, moved on to carats (d+mn)
i promoted myself, gave me a salary (millions)
it’s still hard to believe i’m a celebrity
dark shades, i still see all the jealousy (i see ’em)
i’m in a pegasus, i’m racing for my legacy

[chorus]
i’ma rock my jewelry d+boy style
bust down my watch, bust down my smile (bling)
these f+ck n+ggas tried to steal my style (steal my style)
but cookin’ up grams can’t go out of style
they said, “gucci went broke,” i said, “hush your mouth”
i’m off paper, got paper, they done f+cked up now (f+cked up now)
kick back on the couch in this big+ass house
with this olympic+size pool, i went the he+man route
[verse 2]
diamonds so cold, it’s like the heat ran out (huh?)
i need a wonder woman spouse and a he+man house (yeah)
i dropped the top in the v, then the freak came out (freaks)
then when she suckin’ on the d+ck, i thought her t++th came out
n+gga, i ain’t go to practice, n+gga, i don’t wanna scrimmage (nah)
twenty+two bricks, runnin’ with ’em like emmitt
mama couldn’t talk to me, i ain’t wanna listen (nah)
teacher couldn’t teach me ’cause i ain’t pay attention (f+ck it)
mr. drippy drippy have you swimmin’ with the fishes
they want the old gucci mane that do a verse for a chicken (skrrt)
old gucci mane sellin’ chicken for a living (wop)
water whippin’ in the kitchen, even then i had the vision (it’s gucci)

[chorus]
i’ma rock my jewelry d+boy style
bust down my watch, bust down my smile (bling)
these f+ck n+ggas tried to steal my style (steal my style)
but cookin’ up grams can’t go out of style
they said, “gucci went broke,” i said, “hush your mouth”
i’m off paper, got paper, they done f+cked up now (f+cked up now)
kick back on the couch in this big+ass house
with this olympic+size pool, i went the he+man route (wop)

[outro]
huh?
yeah



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