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Gucci Mane

Dboy Style

 

Dboy Style

(album: Ice Daddy - 2021)


Sizzle, roll one real fat (It's Gucci)
What? (Haha)
Southside on the track, yeah
808, 1017, huh? (Brr)

I'm a trapper, I am not a rapper
I mount the Dawn up, it's looking like a Raptor
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 busting at my rivals
I put a glacier on her hand, it went viral
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
I graduated from pointers, moved on to carats
I promoted myself, gave me a salary
It's still hard to believe I'm a celebrity
Dark shades, I still see all the jealousy
I'm in a Pegasus, I'm racing for my legacy

I'ma rock my jewelry d-boy style
Bust down my watch, bust down my smile
These fuck niggas tried to steal my style
But cooking 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 fucked up now
Kick back on the couch in this big-ass house
With this Olympic-size pool, I went the He-Man route

Diamonds so cold, it's like the heat ran out
I need a Wonder Woman spouse and a He-Man house
I dropped the top in the V, then the freak came out
Then when she sucking on the dick, I thought her teeth came out
Nigga, I ain't go to practice, nigga, I don't wanna scrimmage
Twenty-two bricks, running with 'em like Emmitt
Mama couldn't talk to me, I ain't wanna listen
Teacher couldn't teach me 'cause I ain't pay attention
Mr. Drippy Drippy have you swimming with the fishes
They want the old Gucci Mane that do a verse for a chicken
Old Gucci Mane selling chicken for a living
Water whipping in the kitchen, even then I had the vision

I'ma rock my jewelry d-boy style
Bust down my watch, bust down my smile
These fuck niggas tried to steal my style
But cooking 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 fucked up now
Kick back on the couch in this big-ass house
With this Olympic-size pool, I went the He-Man route (Wop)

Huh?
Yeah

done

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