Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Dat Guy, artist - DJ Drama. Album song O.R.A.N.G.E, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.01.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 32 ENTERTAINMENT
Song language: English
I'm Dat Guy |
Im walking wit dem racks, baby im that guy |
Im guacamole shawty, baby im that guy |
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby im that guy |
And im super duper skraight, baby im that guy |
Bricks. |
Yea im working wit them chickens |
Posted in my trap house but i got 6 kitchens |
Right wrist a fool and my left wrist kickin |
All this jewlery bout a quarter ticket |
Car dont mention, House a half a million |
Got all these rooms Like im walking thru a buildin |
Im That Guy and my chain same size as children |
Black and White diamonds, lookin like a pilgrim |
Thanksgivin chain and its big like a turkey |
Pockets like the stuffin, Young Juice workin |
Blue and White VVS like we been surfin |
Washin power money like extra detergent |
Im walking wit dem racks, baby im that guy |
Im guacamole shawty, baby im that guy |
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby im that guy |
And im super duper skraight, baby im that guy |
Verse |
Im That Guy, so so fly, try to stop me you can try |
They call me freeza man cuz im covered in all ice |
Straight outa school, Im That dude, and just started my life |
Im on the track wit OJ Juice and his jewlery hurt my eye |
I got lots and lots of racks, real shit its no finessin |
Got supid guacamole, I ain’t see no college testin |
I spit this shit for real niggas im the grind tryna get it |
YBC we turnt up on the block tryna get it |
On the track with Uncle Juice and boxed up yea the get it |
Step on it every wenesday and believe we’ll cuff yo bitch |
Dont let the foo smash cuz im known for murkin bitches |
Maxin in the back and One dolla pack the heata |
Im walking wit dem racks, baby im that guy |
Im guacamole shawty, baby im that guy |
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby im that guy |
And im super duper skraight, baby im that guy |
Im walking wit dem racks, Im blowin on this pack |
Wit this kung fu jacket chain and my diamonds kick back |
And my wrist be off the chain, Diamond rope like jumpin jacks |
And I pull up in that hummer same color as Bill Jack |
Wit this pit-bull grill and you runnin like a cat |
M&M chain, red diamonds fruit snacks |
Wit this spring time water on my bracelet |
Pinky ring 30 thousand plus I got that sack |
I walk and talk Brick dawg, can you top that |
YBC and Juiceman, run and tell that |
93 loud pack, stanky like a sack |
YBC and Juiceman, run and tell that |
Im walking wit dem racks, baby im that guy |
Im guacamole shawty, baby im that guy |
And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby im that guy |
And im super duper skraight, baby im that guy |