Easee J – The Bourbon Smoke House

Easee J – The Bourbon Smoke House Lyrics

Artist: Easee J
Song: 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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Easee J Lyrics – The Bourbon Smoke House

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From the album:
The Bourbon Smoke House [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021