Luniz - X.O. lyrics

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[Chorus: x1]

Would ya quit, fucking me high off

Cause it's cost to be the muthafuckin boss loss

Petal to the metal, drinking X.O., nothing but X.O.

[Verse 1: Numskull]

I'm broke, you broke, we all broke

So let's take our broke asses to the sto'

And steal another bottle of X.O.

I'm feelin so faded, broke wit a album

But bitches on my dick like I ate it

I'm use to smellin fish, but not that kind

Look you's a hoochie, wanna do me,

At least try to act fine

Cause I'm the nigga wit the best hand

You poochie, you look like my pitbull

Stretched the fuck out your stretch pants

You fuckin up my drunk a lot high

You get the drunk talk, dick feelin right, right, right

All I need is X.O. to set me in

Bitch I don't need yo pussy fought by

Most men and lesbian's

Soon as I get home, I'ma take a hopelift to the dome

Shiit, under civilation

I'm just another drunk hoodlum under one nation

[Chorus: x2]

Bitch, you wanna suck on my dang, dang

Drink all my drank, drank

Who's in the jacuzzi, all hoochie's

Suckin all on my doobie, be poppin coochie

But only if ya lonely baby bubba

Then she said do you got the rubber

Got the cover's out the closet

Another flawless victory, a bitch ain't shit to me

She was history, soon as my nigga Nut come threw

Wit Num, Dru, Chris, and Richie Rich we on some new shit

I know this, bitch was a groupie from the giddy-go

Really though, wanna be all in a nigga video

But silly ho, you know you got to fuck all us

Pimps, playa's, hustla's, balla's

Shot caller's call the shots, top knotch blazin

Got a cock caved in like saquash stopim raisin's

Stay in the ho, so fa sho runned a train

All them nut slangs on her neck look like a gold chain on her

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse 3: Yukmouth&Numskull]

[Yukmouth]

Back in '88 a nigga was staright all in the car case

Face a OE, fourty oz, vsop, whateva it be pass that shit to me

Gin&Juice get loose off duece duece, of s.p

Kick it wit the fourtyless, sick wit it posse

Got me fillin my body up wit color's icy

Hurricane, sluricane, some smoke cane

May not take the chronic to the brain and won't change

[Numskull]

It can't change, even if you smoke cane

You won't get high as me

Drink more jugs of the St.I-D-E

See I can't even spell it

Even though I didn't drink that day

You'll damn sure smell it

I dare you to come threw wit no drink bitch

I'll hoo-ride you, cause my shirt drink more then I do

I'm lit, still lit, that's how we do this real shit

Bits of remy and shit, so I ain't fuckin wit you bitch

[Chorus: x4]