Chorus: 1x
Would ya quit, f**ing me high off
Cause it's cost to be the muthaf**in 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 a**es to the sto'
And steal another bottle of X.O
I'm feelin so faded, broke wit a album
But b**hes 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 n***a wit the best hand
You poochie, you look like my pitbull
Stretched the f** out your stretch pants
You f**in 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
b**h I don't need yo p**y fought by
Most men and lesbian's
Soon as I get home, I'mma take a hopelift to the dome
Shiit, under civilation
I'm just another drunk hoodlum under one nation
Chorus: 2x
b**h, you wanna s** on my dang, dang
Drink all my drank, drank
Who's in the jacuzzi, all hoochie's
s**in 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 b**h ain't sh** to me
She was history, soon as my n***a Nut come threw
Wit Num, Dru, Chris, and Richie Rich we on some new sh**
I know this, b**h was a groupie from the giddy-go
Really though, wanna be all in a n***a video
But silly ho, you know you got to f** all us
Pimps, playa's, hustla's, balla's
Shot caller's call the shots, top knotch blazin
Got a co*k 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: 2x
Verse 3:(Yukmouth&Numskull)
(Yukmouth)
Back in '88 a n***a was staright all in the car case
Face a OE, fourty oz, vsop, whateva it be pa** that sh** 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 b**h
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 sh**
Bits of remy and sh**, so I ain't f**in wit you b**h
Chorus: 4x