Chance The Rapper - Cocoa Butter Kisses ft. Vic Mensa & Twista (Slowed Down)

[@masonthesnowhippie9834]

I can litterally listen to this over and over again.

[@markmulgrew9228]

Crazy how much of a vibe it becomes when it’s slowed down

[@kimelymiller9741]

2023 and I’m still here ❤

[@matthewharbour6276]

This is the version I first heard, it was recorded onto a CD and didn't know song or artists name. About a year later my daughter went looking for it and found the original version. This will always be the way the song is!

[@zareuz]

This is my favorite song when I’m high period 🤧

[@FallGuyKris]

I love tits

[@zareuz]

Guy Gomez fax indeed

[@cierramayfield7431]

I’ll always fucking love Twista

[@mimo12677]

Yo this is the vibe though 😔🥺🥰

[@ranznd287]

[Intro: Chance The Rapper] Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, IGH! Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, IGH! [Chorus 1 (Extended): Chance the Rapper] 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 [Verse 1: Chance The Rapper] Okie dokie, alkie, 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 "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!) [Chorus 1 (Extended): Chance the Rapper] 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(Innanet) 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 [Verse 2: Vic Mensa] 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, check mate, 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, 'til they can't feel shit Shit-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 glass Are we there yet? Ice cubes in a bong Rip, brain dead, take a tug and then pass [Bridge] I think we all addicted Yeah, I think we all addicted Really though, I think we all addicted I think we all addicted [Chorus 2: Vic Mensa] 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 I think we all addicted [Chorus 1: Chance the Rapper] 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 [Verse 3: Twista] 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 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 'Cause 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 offa 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 The 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 'cause I'm stanking Never too old for a spanking, IGH! [Chorus 2: Vic Mensa] 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 I think we all addicted [Chorus 1 (Extended): Chance the Rapper] 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

[@camconlon3228]

Fucking great to blaze to

[@camconlon3228]

Btw how slowed is this like .5

[@camsavv5]

4:12 I felt that😀

[@JaycutWasHere]

I still can't catch up to twista >.

[@wallyorapper]

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