Chorus: 1x Would ya quit ****in my high off Cause it's got to be the mutha****in 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 *****es on my **** 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 ***** wit the best hand You poochie, you look like my pitbull stretch the **** Out your stretch pants You ****in 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, ***** I don't need Yo ***** fought by most men&lesbian's Soon as I get home, i'ma take a hope lift to the dome ****, another civilation, i'm just another Drunk hoodlum under one nation Chorus: 2x Verse 2:(Yukmouth) *****, 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 ***** ain't **** to me, she was history Soon as my ***** Nut come threw wit Num, Dru, Chris And Richie Rich we on some new **** I knew this, ***** was a groupie from the giddy-go Really though, wanna be all in a ***** video But silly ho, you know you got to **** all of us Pimps, playa's, hustla's, balla's, shot caller Call the ****s, 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 ***** was staright All in the car case, face above e Four d o, z, s, o.p, whatever it be Pass that **** 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 *****, 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 ****, bits Of remi and shit, so I ain't ****in wit you ***** Chorus: 3x
Chorus: 1x Would ya quit ****in my high off Cause it's got to be the mutha****in 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 *****es on my **** 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 ***** wit the best hand You poochie, you look like my pitbull stretch the **** Out your stretch pants You ****in 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, ***** I don't need Yo ***** fought by most men&lesbian's Soon as I get home, i'ma take a hope lift to the dome ****, another civilation, i'm just another Drunk hoodlum under one nation Chorus: 2x Verse 2:(Yukmouth) *****, 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 ***** ain't **** to me, she was history Soon as my ***** Nut come threw wit Num, Dru, Chris And Richie Rich we on some new **** I knew this, ***** was a groupie from the giddy-go Really though, wanna be all in a ***** video But silly ho, you know you got to **** all of us Pimps, playa's, hustla's, balla's, shot caller Call the ****s, 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 ***** was staright All in the car case, face above e Four d o, z, s, o.p, whatever it be Pass that **** 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 *****, 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 ****, bits Of remi and shit, so I ain't ****in wit you ***** Chorus: 3x
