Gucci Mane - I'm A Dog Lyrics

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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]

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

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[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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