Drumma Boy - Kush Is My Cologne lyrics

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Drumma Boy - Kush Is My Cologne lyrics

[Hook: Gucci Mane] Kush is my cologne, gone on that stupid strong Kush is my cologne, Ku-Kush is my cologne [Verse 1: Bun B] Got a swisher filled up with that one hitter quitter, bro Bubba for your troubles on the double itl'l get you bro Pa** me the D's, light it up with ease, in a cirle full of G's, Smoking on them trees Pa** me a cigar, and i'm-a bust it down quick Pa** me the purple, make sure that ho is round and thick Break it down, fill it up, roll it up and light it And you know it's the bomb, soon as it get ignited Pimping I can't even fight it, it's calling me to smoke So I fire up another square and take another toke I be damn near goin broke And my girl say I'm wrong, sh** but [Hook: Gucci Mane] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] I'm inhaling it, exhaling it, it makes me more intelligent I feel like I'm still mailing it or selling it, they smelling it Kush, purp, strong dro. What I need cologne for? They tried to send me to rehab but I said "No, no I won't go" Damn it's really loud, smelling like a whole pound Kush cologne, haze is her perfume Bubba kush for breakfast, with my Captain Crunch I smoke ten blunts before lunch Know that sounds like that's too much I'm so high, I'm so in the sky, everybody know Marijuana is my fragrance, probably smell it on my clothes I smoke that bubonic sonic, I've been sipping gin and tonic You lil' boys is hooked on phonics, Gucci hooked on chronic sonny [Hook: Gucci Mane] [Verse 3: E-40] I'm in this booch hella keyed (hella keyed, man, I'm sacked) Man I've been smoking hella weed (Hella tweed man, and I ain't talking about Twitter, man, I'm talking about tweed) Lick it twist back down Probably won't know how I go home Babe be wanna s** my bone She gotta f** me jeans on f** me dress on, f** me jeans on, f** me dress off, f** me jeans on Anything holling a dane Tryin' get brain butIdon't know her name Looking at my chain Let me explain Kush, c**aine but I don't make it rain Gimme the gudda b**h, no extension Pay me up or pay me no attention Send a botch, like you send it Make her upload, All up in it Retirement plan, Booch you my pension Hater repellant, my brand new invention Everything that I say I meant it Rasied in the Bay where its' so pimpin' Raised in the Bay where it's so pimpin' Raised in the Bay where the b**hes tempting [Hook: Gucci Mane] [Verse 4: Devin the Dude] Kush is my cologne, I got many fragrances sh** gets so expensive but I hardly have to pay for sh** Every puff is like a squirt, smell it all off in my shirt Coworkers give me compliments every time I go to work What kinda cologne you on? Dro is like my aftershave Have me feelin and smellin so good yo I don't have to bathe But by all means, I must keep my balls clean Make sure my dicks legit then I go take care the small things And it all seems worth it 450's kinda steep but I deserve it Weed smell so loud that you think you heard that purp