Gucci Mane - Dboy Style lyrics

[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 (Damn) 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 (Damn) 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 fu*k ni**as 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 fu*ked up now (fu*ked 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 su*kin' on the dick, I thought her teeth came out ni**a, I ain't go to practice, ni**a, 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 (fu*k 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 fu*k ni**as 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 fu*ked up now (fu*ked 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