Official Music Video
Cocoa Butter Kisses by Dua Lipa
Lyrics & Translation
English
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
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, 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
She just yelling "fuck me"
Two weeks she'll be yelling fuck me
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
Visine inside my eyes so my grandma would fucking hug me
Oh generation above me, yeah, know you still remember me
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
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
Let me 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
Got me feeling like Lauryn Hill, miseducated, my dick delegated
Rap Bill Bellamy, they said I shoulda never made it
Probably 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 then pass
Then pass
I think we all addicted
I think we all addicted, yeah
I think we all addicted
I think we all addicted
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
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
Cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses, yeah
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.

Spanish translation of Cocoa Butter Kisses by Dua Lipa
Cocoa Butter Kisses* (original Dua Lipa)
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
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, 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
She just yelling "fuck me"
Two weeks she'll be yelling fuck me
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
Visine inside my eyes so my grandma would fucking hug me
Oh generation above me, yeah, know you still remember me
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
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
Let me 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
Got me feeling like Lauryn Hill, miseducated, my dick delegated
Rap Bill Bellamy, they said I shoulda never made it
Probably 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 then pass
Then pass
I think we all addicted
I think we all addicted, yeah
I think we all addicted
I think we all addicted
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes
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
Cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses, yeah
Cocoa Butter Kisses (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos, mi mamá cree que apesto
Tengo agujeros de quemaduras en mis sudaderas, todos mis amigos creen que es fuerte
Extraño mis besos de manteca de cacao
Extraño mis besos de manteca de cacao
Okie dokie, alcohólico, manténlo discreto como Thor, hermanito
O irá a reventar la ruidosa, saudí de la agria Arabia Saudita
Wiley drogado de peyote, enloqueciendo como ese coyote
Si bebo algo de Henny, mi barriga podría salirse
Llegar dentro de un abrazo, Starsky & Hutch un dougie
Acabo de abrir el paquete, en una hora cenizaré mi suerte
Ella solo grita "fóllame"
En dos semanas estará gritando fóllame
Esta noche ella solo grita "fóllame"
En dos semanas estará gritando fóllame
Solía gustarme las cintas de casete naranjas con Timmy, Tommy y Chuckie
Y las pizzas de Chuck E. Cheese, piezas de Jesús, canta Jesús me ama
Visine en mis ojos para que mi abuela me abrazara
Oh generación por encima de mí, sí, sé que todavía me recuerdan
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Fumaré algo pero no inhalo
Dondequiera que voy, en todas partes me preguntan cómo va
Dicen que va bien, imagínate, Victor es de piel clara
Jesús me hace sentir como Colin Powell, toda la alabanza a Dios
Dios sabe que es un profesional, es un profesional como COINTEL
Jaque, jaque mate, revísame llévame a la habitación
Déjame conocerme bien, quiero decir, normalmente
Verás, Norma Jean no se juntaría con el Granjero Phil
Pero estos chicos hoy en día, se drogan tanto
Queman árboles, fuman clorofila, hasta que no pueden sentir
Me hace sentir como Lauryn Hill, maleducado, mi pene delegado
Rapea Bill Bellamy, dijeron que nunca debí haberlo logrado
Probablemente estaría muerto o en la cárcel
Padre irresponsable, basta de esa charla
Gilipollas, absenta en ese vaso
¿Ya llegamos? Cubitos de hielo en un bong
Fumar, muerte cerebral, da una calada y pasa
Luego pasa
Creo que todos somos adictos
Creo que todos somos adictos, sí
Creo que todos somos adictos
Creo que todos somos adictos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos, mi mamá cree que apesto
Tengo agujeros de quemaduras en mis sudaderas, todos mis amigos creen que es fuerte
Extraño mis besos de manteca de cacao
Extraño mis besos de manteca de cacao
Cigarrillos sobre cigarrillos, mi mamá cree que apesto
Tengo agujeros de quemaduras en mis sudaderas, todos mis amigos creen que es fuerte
Besos de manteca de cacao
Extraño mis besos de manteca de cacao, sí
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