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Artist/Band:
Gucci Mane
Lyrics for Song: I'm A Dog
Lyrics for Album: Bird Money [2009]
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog
Every dog has it's day man, every dog
And you know I'm da only dog (Gucci)
So icey entertainment (Gucci), so icey (Gucci) (yeeaa)
Yola da Great, baby (yeeaa)
Yo yo (yeeaa)
[Chorus x2]
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog,
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog
I'm a treat ha like a dog
Feed ha like a dog (Gucci)
Beat ha like a dog
Then pass ha to my dog
See my charm is very dumb
And my girlfriend 21,
and I know that's kinda young and I only feed her cum
My jacob watch is short bus, man that's special ed
Cause the girls be droolin, everytime they see the VVS
Got a drop top vet and that thang so stupid
The rims are off the set
Girls be jumping in mah bed
I'm a a dog, I'm a St. Bernard
And that dick get hard as hell
We can leave the bed made up
I can fuck u on the chair
A boss bro, with dogs, man I don't fuck hoes with flees
Hundred fifty thousand dollar dog collars for the team
I'm a a boss bro, run with dogs, and I don't fuck hoes with flees (Go)
Hundred fifty thousand dollar dog collars for the team
[Chorus x2]
A, I got every kind of bytches droolin
On a nigha style
Cause my pockets fat, I smoke that thrax, while dey blow black n milds
I hit the club with Zay, we in the front
All these nighaz bytches choosen
Gucci got em rollin so I know dey down to shoot a movie
Nighaz balla blockin hatin on a nigha movement
Out the bed to grits and eggs head and sum booty
I'm young doing numbers
And all the women love me
Because I'm gutta blak, got a bank and I'm thuggin
I neva love a broad cause I'm a motha fukin dog
You can ask a couple about me bet dey tell you I'm off the wall
I got doctors, lawyers, dealers, even strippers, on my team
N I neva show favortism everyone's treated the same
I'm a boss of all bytches, so they neva complain
They respect this gangsta shyt, cause I got so much game
You ain't gotta ask about me, nigha u know who I b
I'm a motha fukin dog, can u understand me
[Chorus x2]
Chasin cats, chasin rats
Gucci got them power packs
Got to them straight from the 6
East Atlanta, proud of that
This fine broads looking at me
Damn I see ha puddy cat
And I like them freaky girls (very freaky girl)
Dey know how to throw it back
Push or shine, I throw it back
Throw Back please roll up the thrax
Throw Back get sum jaw while I'm killin this hoe from da back
Frosho shine I throw it back
Throw Back please roll up the thrax
Throw Back get sum jaw while I'm killin this hoe from da back
[Chorus x2]
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| Album Lyrics: Bird Money [2009] |
Gucci Mane
"Bird Money [2009]"
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