Dboy Style Song Lyrics

Dboy Style by Gucci Mane

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 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 f**k 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 f**ked 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 f**k 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 f**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)

Huh?
Yeah