Cocoa Butter Kisses (Explicit)

Cocoa Butter Kisses (Explicit) - Chance the Rapper/Vic Mensa/Twista

Lyrics by：Chancelor Bennett/Victor Mensah/Cameron Osteen/Peter Wilkins/Carl Terrell Mitchell

Composed by：Chancelor Bennett/Victor Mensah/Cameron Osteen/Peter Wilkins/Carl Terrell Mitchell

Ne ne ne ne ne ne

Ooooh ah

Ne ne ne ne ne ne

Oooooh ah

Cigarettes on cigarettes

My mama 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 mama 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 alky

Keep it lowkey like Thor lil bro

Or he'll go blow the loudy

Saudy of sour Saudi

Wiley up off peyote

Wilding like that coyote

If I sip any Henny

My belly just might be outie

Pull up inside a huggy

Starsky Hutch a dougie

I just opened up the pack in an hour

I'll ash my Lucky

Tonight she just yelling

**** me two weeks you'll be yelling **** 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 ******* 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 mama 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 mama think I stank

I got burn holes in my hoodies

All my homies think it's dank

I miss my cocoa butter kisses kisses

I miss my cocoa butter kisses kisses

I will smoke a little something but I don't inhale

Everywhere that I go everywhere

They be asking hows 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 check mate check me

Take me to the bedroom let you 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

'Til they can't feel **** ****-faced

Faced it 15 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 up in that class

Are we there yet Ice cubes in a bong

We're 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

Yeah

I think we all addicted

Addicted

Cigarettes on cigarettes

My mama think I stank

I got burn holes in my memories

All my homies think it's dank

I miss my cocoa butter kisses kisses kisses

I think we all addicted

Kisses kisses kisses

Cigarettes on cigarettes

My mama think I stank

I got burn holes in my hoodies

All my homies think it's dank

I miss my cocoa butter kisses

Kisses kisses

I miss my cocoa butter kisses

Kisses kisses

I could make a flow pitter

Patter with a patter pitter

Two seats 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 about drugs and a Uzi

That's the new principle sometimes

I'mma be about some hoes

Sometimes I'mma 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

Yeah

'Cause I'm addicted to the craft and

I be off a OG

Know me I'm the Obi-Wan Kenobi of the d**e see

What

Never scared of mean spirits methamphetamine lyrics

Cooler like I'm offa codeine low key

Don't be so judgmental

Even though I'm reminiscing

If I don't know what I miss is

Ima 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

The ones that I praised 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 'cause I'm stanking

Never too old for a spanking Ugh

Cigarettes on cigarettes

My momma think I stank

I got burn holes in my memories

My homies think it's dank

I miss my cocoa butter kisses

Kisses kisses

I think we all addicted

Kisses kisses

Cigarettes on cigarettes

My momma think I stank

I got burn holes in my hoodies

All my homies think it's dank

I miss my cocoa butter kisses

Kisses kisses

I miss my cocoa butter kisses

Kisses kisses kisses

Cigarettes on cigarettes

My momma 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