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I'm That Guy Lyrics - Artist : OJ Da Juiceman
[OJ Da Juiceman:]
I'm walking with dem racks, baby I'm that guy I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy And I'm super duper skraight, baby I'm that guy I'm walking with dem racks, baby I'm that guy I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy And I'm super duper skraight, baby I'm that guy Bricks... Yea I'm working with 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 don't mention, House a half a million Got all these rooms Like I'm walking thru a buildin I'm 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 I'm walking with dem racks, baby I'm that guy I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy And I'm super duper skraight, baby I'm that guy I'm walking with dem racks, baby I'm that guy I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy And I'm super duper skraight, baby I'm that guy [Y.B.C.:] I'm That Guy, so so fly, try to stop me you can try They call me freeza man cause I'm covered in all ice Straight outa school, I'm That dude, and just started my life I'm on the track with 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 I'm 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 Don't let the foo smash cause I'm known for murkin bitches Maxin in the back and One dolla pack the heata [OJ Da Juiceman:] I'm walking with dem racks, baby I'm that guy I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy And I'm super duper skraight, baby I'm that guy I'm walking with dem racks, baby I'm that guy I'm guacamole shawty, baby I'm that guy And my hummer on dem 8's, Baby I'm that guy And I'm super duper skraight, baby I'm that guy I'm walking with dem racks, I'm blowin on this pack With 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 With this pit-bull grill and you runnin like a cat M |
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