Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dboy Style , by - Gucci Mane. Release date: 17.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dboy Style |
| I’m a trapper, I am not a rapper |
| I mount the Dawn up, it’s lookin' 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 bustin' 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 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 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 suckin' 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, runnin' 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 swimmin' with the fishes |
| They want the old Gucci Mane that do a verse for a chicken |
| Old Gucci Mane sellin' chicken for a living |
| Water whippin' 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 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 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 |