Dboy Style
Gucci Mane
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Sizzle, roll one real fat (It's Gucci) What? (Haha) Southside on the track, yeah 808, 1-0-1-7, huh? (Brr) I'm a trapper, I am not a rapper (no) I mount the Dawn up, it's lookin' like a Raptor (damn) You a hater, you are not a factor (you) Big diamond choker on my neck, I got asthma (ooh) Heavy watch on my wrist, it cost a meal ticket (it's heavy) Just stack your money up, get rich enough, then we'll kick it It's 'bout survival, I'm bustin' at my rivals (baow, baow) I put a glacier on her hand, it went viral (brr) 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 (damn) I promoted myself, gave me a salary (me) 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 racin' for my legacy (yoom) I'ma rock my jewelry, D-Boy style (brr) Bust down my watch, bust down my smile These f*ck niggas tried to steal my style (steal my style) But cookin' up grams can't go out of style (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt) They said, "Gucci went broke," I said, "Hush your mouth" I'm off paper, got paper, they done fucked up now (fucked up now) Kick back on the couch in this big ass house (yeah) With this Olympic-size pool, I went the He-Man route (Wop) Diamonds so cold, it's like the heat ran out (huh) I need a Wonder Woman spouse and a He-Man house I dropped the top in the 'V, then the freak came out (Freak) Then when she suckin' on the dick, I thought her teeth came out Nigga, I ain't go to practice, nigga, I'on wanna scrimmage (nah) Twenty-two bricks, runnin' with 'em like Emmet (all) 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 Old Gucci Mane, sellin' chicken for a livin' (Wop) Water whippin' in the kitchen, even then, I had the vision (it's Gucci) I'ma rock my jewelry, D-Boy style (brr) Bust down my watch, bust down my smile These f*ck niggas tried to steal my style (steal my style) But cookin' up grams can't go out of style (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt) They said, "Gucci went broke," I said, "Hush your mouth" I'm off paper, got paper, they done fucked up now (fucked up now) Kick back on the couch in this big ass house (yeah) With this Olympic-size pool, I went the He-Man route (Wop) Huh? Yeah
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