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Luniz - X. O.
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Chorus: 1x Would ya quit fuckin my high off Cause its got to be the muthafuckin boss loss Heavy to the metal, drinking x.o., nothin but x.o Verse 1:(numskull) Im broke, you broke, we all broke So lets take our broke asses to the sto And steal another bottle of x.o. Im feelin so faded, broke wit a album But bitches on my dick like I ate it Im use to smellin fish, but not that kind Look yous a hoochie, wanna do me, at least try to act fine Cause Im the nigga wit the best hand You poochie, you look like my pitbull stretch the fuck Out your stretch pants You fuckin up my drunk a lot I get the drunk talk, sick wit, ly, ly, ly All I need is x.o. to set me in, bitch I dont need Yo pussy fought by most men&lesbians Soon as I get home, ima take a hope lift to the dome Shit, another civilation, Im just another Drunk hoodlum under one nation Chorus: 2x Verse 2:(yukmouth) Bitch, you wanna suck on my dang, dang Drink all my drank, drank Whos in the jacuzzi, all hoochies 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 covers out the closet, another flawless victory A bitch aint 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 knew 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 of us Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, shot caller Call the shits, top knotch blazin Got a cock caved in like squashed raisins Stay in the ho, so fa sho we runned a train All them nuts slangs on her neck like a gold chain Chorus: 2x Verse 3:(yukmouth) Back in 88, a nigga was staright All in the car case, face above e Four d o, z, s, o.p, whatever it be Pass that shit to me Gin&juice get loose of duece duece&bless tea Kick it wit the fourty less, sick wit it posse Got me fillin my body up like carlos rasi Hurricane, sluricane, some smoke cane May not take the chronic to the chain and wont change (numskull) You cant even if you smoke cane You wont get high as me, drink my jugs Off the st.ides, see I cant even spell it Even though I didnt drink that day, but youll Damn sho smell it, I dare you to come threw wit No drink bitch, Ill who-ride you, cause my shirt Drink more then I do, Im lit, still lit Thats how we do this weird shit, bits Of remi and shit, so I aint fuckin wit you bitch Chorus: 3x
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