Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kush Is My Cologne, artist - Gucci Mane. Date of issue: 07.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Kush Is My Cologne |
| Kush is my cologne, gone on that stupid strong |
| I know kush is my cologne, Ku-Kush is my cologne |
| Kush is my cologne, gone on that stupid strong |
| Got a swisher filled up with that one hitter quitter, bro |
| Bubba for your troubles on the double itl’l get you bro |
| Pass me the D’s, light it up with ease |
| In a cirle full of G’s, smoking on them trees |
| Pass me a cigar, and i’m-a bust it down quick |
| Pass 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, shit but |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| Baby wanna suck my bone |
| She gotta fuck me jeans on |
| Fuck me dress on, fuck me jeans on |
| Fuck me dress on, fuck me jeans on |
| Anything holling a dane |
| Tryin' get brain butIdon’t know her name |
| Looking at my chain |
| Let me explain |
| Kush, cocaine but I don’t make it rain |
| Gimme the gudda bitch, 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 bitches tempting |
| Kush is my cologne, I got many fragrances |
| Shit gets so expensive but I hardly have to pay for shit |
| 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 |