Words That Rhyme With Tobacco (100 Handpicked Rhymes & Phrases)

This post contains our favorite combination of "perfect rhymes" and "near rhymes". Near rhymes are words you may have to stretch or exaggerate for songwriting and poems.

Welcome to this guide on the best words that rhyme with tobacco!

Here you’ll find the top 100 words and phrases for rhyming the word ‘tobacco’ in a poem or song lyrics.

You’ll also find some example lyrics that incorporate rhymes of the word tobacco.

Pretty cool huh?

Let’s get started…

Words That Rhyme With Tobacco

Morocco
Jack-o’
Tabasco
Wacko
Tacko
Flamingo
Pachinko
Tornado
Saddlebow
Cargo
Arpeggio
Pimento
Pianissimo
Grotto
Cicero
Casino
Eskimo
Limbo
Mango
Stucco
Avocado
Canto
Cameo
Credo
Depo
Euro
Fresco
Ghetto
Judo
Mambo
Mezzo
Motto
Piccolo
Psycho
Quarto
Soprano
Techno
Tuxedo
Vibro
Winnow
Zippo
Alamo
Dildo
Hip-hop
Inferno
Keto
Lingo
Micro
Nitro
Octavo

Phrases That Rhyme With Tobacco

Black shadow
Crack the code
Jack and Jill go
Pack a bowl
Rat’s nest grow
Stack of clothes
Track to go
Whack the mole
Attack the foe
Back and forth, though
Black and gold, yo
Crack the whip, go
Jack in the box, though
Pack your bags, bro
Rat-a-tat-tat, though
Stack the deck, though
Tackling a goal
Track and field, yo
Whack-a-mole, though
Back to the show
Black as coal
Crack of dawn, yo
Jacket and tie, though
Pack a punch, go
Rat race, though
Stack the chips, bro
Tackling a role
Track the progress, though
Whack job, though
Back to the flow
Black as night, yo
Crack the safe, though
Jack in the game, though
Pack the bags, yo
Rattle and roll, though
Stack the bricks, though
Tackling a soul
Track the rhythm, yo
Whack-a-doodle, though
Back in control
Black as ink, though
Crack the nut, though
Jacket and jeans, yo
Pack it in, bro
Rat’s nest, though
Stack the wood, though
Tackling a goal, though
Track record, yo
Whack the ball, go
Back to the fold

Example Poem/Song Using Tobacco

Tobacco smoke, it fills the air
As I sit back in my favorite chair
The flavor is rich, like Morocco’s spice
And the scent lingers on, like a black shadow’s might

I pack a bowl, light it up
And inhale deeply, as if in love
With the way it feels, the way it flows
Like a melody that rises and grows

The crackle of the leaves, like a rat’s nest’s sound
And the heat it gives, as it burns to the ground
I stack my clothes, and let it go
Like a track that leads to an unknown road

It’s my addiction, my pack of gold
The one thing that I can’t let go
It’s a rat race, and I’m in control
As long as I have my tobacco, I’ll never grow old

So I smoke it up, and let it flow
Like a stack of bricks, that never lets go
I’m tackling my soul, with each inhale
And the track I’m on, is one I won’t fail

Tobacco, it’s more than just a word
It’s a lifestyle, a passion, a way to be heard
So let the smoke rise, and the embers glow
As I whack the ball, and let the rhythm flow.



Written by Gabriel Cruz - Foodie, Animal Lover, Slang & Language Enthusiast