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Lunik - X. O lyrics
Chorus: 1x
 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
 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 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
Chorus: 2x
 Verse 2:(Yukmouth)
 Bitch, you wanna suck on my dang, dang
 Drink all my drank, drank
 Who's in the ja'causezi, 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
 Soon as my nigga Nut come threw wit Num, Dru, ChrisLunik - X. O - http://motolyrics.com/lunik/x-o-lyrics.html
 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
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 won't change
 (Numskull)
 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
Chorus: 3x









