X.O.

Would ya quit fuckin my high off

Cause it's got to be the muthafuckin boss loss

Heavy to the metal, drinking X.O., nothin but x.o

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 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 don't need

Yo pussy fought by most men&lesbian's

Soon as I get home, i'ma take a hope lift to the dome

Shit, another civilation, i'm just another

Drunk hoodlum under one nation

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 covers out the closet, another flawless victory

A bitch ain't shit to me, she was history

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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, playa's, hustla's, balla's, shot caller

Call the shits, top knotch blazin

Got a cock caved in like squashed raisin's

Stay in the ho, so fa sho we runned a train

All them nuts slangs on her neck like a gold chain

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 won't change

You can't even if you smoke cane

You won't get high as me, drink my jugs

Off the st.ides, see I can't even spell it

Even though I didn't drink that day, but you'll

Damn sho smell it, I dare you to come threw wit

No drink bitch, i'll who-ride you, cause my shirt

Drink more then I do, i'm lit, still lit

That's how we do this weird shit, bits

Of remi and shit, so I ain't fuckin wit you bitch