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Gunsmoke Cologne (Your Old Droog)

It's never been hard to pull a broad It’s that dude who had your mother gassed And I ain't talking bout the boulevard Made it through hell and kept the essence of what I do intact So the lies I do tell be truer than your facts Know why, cause I know it’s all an act Making like four more albums then I'm falling back So then you never see your brosé slack I made a pact with promoters that the show stay packed Moving merchandise, y'all quiet as church mice Get the gas face like Serch and Pete Nice I gotta buck like Simeon Rice Roll your deuce n' give me them dice Gambling like going up into smoke without the lamb skin Definite chance that you might get burnt But some cats are so thirsty that's not a deterrent They just get turned, cause they like to say catching the fades Where the chicks so bad You say you want to catch the AIDS from her I laugh at how so many peoples lives are spent Gotta throw a slumber party for the 85 percent And the stuff I shed a light on is vintage, timeless You went through life asleep they should bury yal in pajamas Died from a pillow fight, crushed by the feather weight I've been out that loop, these rappers got together late I'm out in Sydney, shifting kidneys of an aussie slut Fuck your posse cut, I make a living with my vocab Not trying to be driving no cab Rap for free with all you loco got no brother, no collab Go ahead, throw your vocal jab, local Senate jabs I don't camp I'm stacking bread like vocals in the lab And I don't even do doubles my ho is too supple Unlike yours Granny with a bubble, tranny with the stubble You clowns will never make it like we made it All of the bodies of my essay's getting cremated Trial and error since the silent terror Into the knockout game, straight out the wild'n era A lot of cats operate on their sheist tip But not even a central do I slip And I ain't got to wait to see the price dip Got money in my pocket like Sonny Crockett and "MiamI Vice" grip And the only tubs I fuck with is hot ones, no homo Like a jacuzzi, cop snubs, shotguns and uzis Gotta feel safe in the mansion, dig Especially when they come through for your man's shin dig That's the after party, to the award show Where they just saw me win big, had em thinking it's rigged Band leader with his hand on the heater Fuck around and might buck while i'm trying to conduct Smell that, gun smoke cologne like Bartolo As I motion to a member of the group to start the solo