Bm7 E9 Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stankD/A Gm6/Bb I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dankBm7 E9 I miss my cocoa butter kissesD/A Gm6/Bb I miss my cocoa butter kissesBm7 E9 Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stankD/A Gm6/Bb I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dankBm7 E9 I miss my cocoa butter kissesD/A Gm6/Bb I miss my cocoa butter kisses [Verse 1]Bm7 E9 Okie dokie, alkie, keep it low-key like Thor lil' broD/A Gm6/Bb Or he'll go blow the loudy, saudy of sour SaudiBm7 E9 Wiley up off peyote, wilin' like that coyoteD/A Gm6/Bb If I sip any Henny, my belly just might be outieBm7 E9 Pull up inside a huggy, Starsky & Hutch a dougieD/A Gm6/Bb I just opened up the pack, in an hour I'll ash my luckyBm7 Tonight she just yelling "Fuck me"E9 Two weeks she'll be yelling "Fuck me"D/A Gm6/Bb Used to like orange cassette tapes with Timmy, Tommy, and ChuckieBm7 E9 And Chuck E. Cheese's pizzas, Jesus pieces, sing Jesus love meD/A Gm6/Bb Put Visine inside my eyes so my grandma would fucking hug meBm7 E9 Oh, generation above me, I know you still remember meD/A Gm6/Bb My afro look just like daddy's, y'all taught me how to go hunting, blam [Chorus 1]Bm7 E9 Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stankD/A Gm6/Bb I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dankBm7 E9 I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)D/A Gm6/Bb I miss my cocoa butter kissesBm7 E9 Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank (Innanet)D/A Gm6/Bb I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dankBm7 E9 I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)D/A Gm6/Bb I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Innanet) (Kisses, kisses) [Verse 2]Bm7 E9 I will smoke a little something but I don't inhaleD/A Everywhere that I go, everywhere, they be asking how's it goingGm6/Bb Say the going's well, go figure, Victor's light skinnedBm7 E9 Jesus got me feeling like Colin Powell, all praise to the GodD/A Gm6/Bb God knows he's a pro, he's a pro like COINTELBm7 Check, checkmate, check me, take me to the bedroomE9 Like she know me well, I mean normallyD/A Gm6/Bb You see Norma Jean wouldn't kick it with Farmer PhilBm7 But these kids these days, they get so highE9 Burn trees, smoke chlorophyll, 'til they can't feel shitD/A Gm6/Bb Shit-faced, faced it, 15 hits on this LBm7 Elevated, train, and the craziest thingE9 Got me feeling like Lauryn Hill, miseducated, my dick delegatedD/A Gm6/Bb Rap Bill Bellamy, they said I shoulda never made it Probably shoulda been dead or in jailBm7 E9 Deadbeat dad, enough of that jazz Asshole, absinthe, thumpin' that glassD/A Gm6/Bb Are we there yet? Ice cubes in a bong Rip, brain-dead, take a tug and then pass [Bridge]Bm7 E9 I think we all addictedD/A Gm6/Bb Yeah, I think we all addictedBm7 E9 Really though, I think we all addicted (Yah)D/A Gm6/Bb I think we all addicted [Chorus 2]Bm7 E9 Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stankD/A Gm6/Bb I got burn holes in my memories, my homies think it's dankBm7 E9 I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)D/A Gm6/Bb I think we all addicted (Kisses, kisses)Bm7 E9 Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stankD/A Gm6/Bb I got burn holes in my memories, my homies think it's dankBm7 E9 I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)D/A Gm6/Bb I miss my cocoa butter kisses [Verse 3]Bm7 I could make a flow, pitter patter with a patter pitter, juicyE9 Used to be in a jalabiya and a kufiD/A Trying hard not to be addicted to a groupieGm6/Bb I ended up on an album cover in a CoogiBm7 You see, I be still a God but a goofyE9 You be flowing about drugs and a UziD/A Gm6/Bb That's the dual principle, sometimes I'ma be about some hoes Sometimes I'ma wanna make a movieBm7 E9 And when it come to rapping fast, I'm the Higgs Boson (Yeah) And though my style freakishD/A Gm6/Bb I could still break your body down to five pieces like I did Voltron 'Cause I'm addicted to the craft and I be off a OGBm7 E9 Know me, I'm the Obi-Wan Kenobi of the dope, see (What?)D/A Never scared of mean spirits, methamphetamine lyricsGm6/Bb Cooler like I'm off of codeine, low keyBm7 Don't be so judgmental, even though I'm reminiscingE9 If I don't know what I miss is I'ma end up figuring out that it's homeD/A Gm6/Bb And my mother and my grandmother cocoa butter kissesBm7 This is just a testament to the ones that raised meE9 The ones that I praise and I'm thanking I need 'em but the chronic all up in my clothesD/A And I wanna get a hug, and I can't 'cause I'm stankingGm6/Bb Never too old for a spanking, IGH! [Outro]Bm7 E9 Cigarettes on cigarettes, my momma think I stankD/A Gm6/Bb I got burn holes in my memories, my homies think it's dankBm7 E9 I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)D/A Gm6/Bb I think we all addicted (Kisses, kisses)Bm7 E9 Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stankD/A Gm6/Bb I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dankBm7 E9 I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)D/A Gm6/Bb I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)Bm7 E9 Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stankD/A Gm6/Bb I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dankBm7 E9 I miss my cocoa butter kissesD/A Gm6/Bb I miss my cocoa butter kisses
Cocoa Butter Kisses
Chance The Rapper
- Bm7
- D/A
- E9
- Gm6/Bb
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Tom:
- Bm7
- D/A
- E9
- Gm6/Bb