The Bourbon Smoke House Lyrics – Easee J
Singer: Easee J
Title: The Bourbon Smoke House
It′s the bourbon smoke house
Bring all the pounds
Bring your favorite glass
You want another round
It’s the bourbon smoke house
Bring all the pounds
Bring your favorite glass
You want another round
f#ck the corona rules
This is all fam
Owned business
Delicious, hors d′oeuvre’s
Drank in my hand
Got the big mug
Like the Irish
Juke box, spinning records
We all stylish
Looking clean up in this b#tch
Playa rich
We sip and spit
Hear my pitch
Neon lights right behind
As we grind, strategize
Go for the whole pie
Speaking of that
Bring some out for desert
They fried out of they mind
Laughing so hard that it hurts
We not much of a mystery
We speak our peace
Wrote our intentions throughout history
This is the target
The date, mark it
Here’s my cup, pour it
Got the joint, spark it
Finally let the ladies in after chit chatting
Disco ball dropping
All dancing
Fantastic
It′s the bourbon smoke house
Bring all the pounds
Bring your favorite glass
You want another round
It′s the bourbon smoke house
Bring all the pounds
Bring your favorite glass
You want another round
f#ck it
Open it up to public
We all need a comfortable place to go
After work did us rugged
Recruit
So we can all live out our dreams
We all know what the money means
Also to be at peace
We gotta shut the curtains
Around this round table
Low skirt waitress
Asking about the label
Might have to go in a private room
With the black light
Sitting down
She do them dances
Black leather, mass tight
Go back through time
I’ll skip the opportunity
Who′s turn is it
Fool, you or me
Aight, I got the song
I got the mystery drink
Well all take
To keep us up all night long
Perfect lighting
So exciting
Cutting cigars
What a perfect sighting
Look out the window
See my Cincinnati city
Out to the four-fifty
Been broke, been gritty
It’s the bourbon smoke house
Bring all the pounds
Bring your favorite glass
You want another round
It′s the bourbon smoke house
Bring all the pounds
Bring your favorite glass
You want another round
What more can I ask for
Phone buzzing
Asking if we can stay longer
It’s a fast tour
Well, I mean what the hell
I′m the back pissing, missing
Wishing well
To the ones who ain’t here
Now who the hell brought me this dank beer
Sizzling, ice cold
Super bold
Remote control
I already know
Yo
Turn on the screen dropping
In the middle of the dance floor
Putting on a show
Our favorites
Funny sh#t
This money b#tch
Can buy you a life you want to live
And all of that can bring you happiness
But it comes from within
Pray every night
Ain’t asking for sh#t
But thanking him we got lit
At The Bourbon Smoke House
Got in
Now how the f#ck do I get out
Ha
It′s the bourbon smoke house
Bring all the pounds
Bring your favorite glass
You want another round
It′s the bourbon smoke house
Bring all the pounds
Bring your favorite glass
You want another round
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