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Cocoa Butter Kisses Karaoke - Chance the Rapper & Vic Mensa & Twista

To nagranie jest coverem Cocoa Butter Kisses rozsławionym przez Chance the Rapper
feat. Vic Mensa & Twista

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 126 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: Hm

Czas trwania: 05:09 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:31

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Data wydania: 2013
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, R&B , W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Chancelor Johnathan Bennett, Carl Terrell Mitchell, Vic Mensa, Cameron Osteen, Peter I Wilkins

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst Cocoa Butter Kisses

Na na na na na na na na na na, ah
Na na na na na na na na na na, ah
Cigarettes on cigarettes my ma ma think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
Cigarettes on cigarettes my ma ma think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
Okie dokie, alkie, keep it low-key like Thor lil' bro
Or he'll go blow the loudy saudy of sour Saudi
Wiley up off peyote wilin' like that coyote
If I sip any Henny my belly just might be outie
Pull up inside a huggy
Starsky and Hutch a dougie
I just opened up the pack in an hour I'll ash my lucky
Tonight she just yelling fuck me
Two weeks she'll be yelling fuck me
Used to like orange cassette tapes with
Timmy, Tommy, and Chuckie
And Chuck E. Cheese's pizzas
Jesus pieces, sing Jesus love me
Put Visine inside my eyes so my grandma would fucking hug me
Oh, generation above me
I know you still remember me
My afro look just like daddy's y'all taught me how to go hunting, blam
Cigarettes on cigarettes my ma ma think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
Cigarettes on cigarettes my ma ma think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I will smoke a little something but I don't inhale
Everywhere that I go, everywhere they be asking how's it going
Say the going's well, go figure
Victor's light skinned
Jesus got me feeling like Colin Powell
All praise to the God
God knows he's a pro he's a pro like COINTEL
Check, checkmate, check me
Take me to the bedroom like she know me well
I mean normally
You see Norma Jean wouldn't kick it with Farmer Phil
But these kids these days, they get so high
Burn trees, smoke chlorophyll
'Till they can't feel shit
Shit-faced, faced it fifteen hits on this L
Elevated, train, and the craziest thing
Got me feeling like Lauryn Hill miseducated, my dick delegated
Rap Bill Bellamy, they said
I shoulda never made it
Probably shoulda been dead or in jail
Deadbeat dad enough of that jazz
Asshole, absinthe thumpin' that glass
Are we there yet
Ice cubes in a bong
Rip, brain-dead, take a tug and then pass
I think we all addicted, yeah
I think we all addicted
Really though
I think we all addicted, yah
I think we all addicted
Cigarettes on cigarettes my ma ma think I stank
I got burn holes in my memories my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I think we all addicted
Cigarettes on cigarettes my ma ma think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I could make a flow, pitter patter with a patter pitter, juicy
Used to be in a jalabiya and a kufi
Trying hard not to be addicted to a groupie
I ended up on an album cover in a Coogi
You see, I be still a
God but a goofy
You be flowing 'bout the drugs and a Uzi
That's the dual principle sometimes I'ma be about some hoes
Sometimes I'ma wanna make a movie
And when it come to rapping fast
I'm the Higgs Boson
And though my style freakish
I could still break your body down to five pieces like I did Voltron
'Cos I'm addicted to the craft and I be off a OG
Know me, I'm the Obi-Wan
Kenobi of the dope, see
Never scared of mean spirits methamphetamine lyrics
Cooler like I'm off of codeine, low key
Don't be so judgmental even though I'm reminiscing
If I don't know what I miss is
I'ma end up figuring out that it's home
And my mother and my grandmother cocoa butter kisses
This is just a testament to the ones that raised me
Ones that I praise and I'm thanking
I need 'em but the chronic all up in my clothes
And I wanna get a hug and I can't 'cos I'm stanking
Never too old for a spanking, ah
Cigarettes on cigarettes my ma ma think I stank
I got burn holes in my memories my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I think we all addicted
Cigarettes on cigarettes my ma ma think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
Cigarettes on cigarettes my ma ma think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses

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