X.O.
Luniz Lyrics
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Would ya quit, fucking me high off
Cause it's cost to be the muthafuckin 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 asses to the sto'
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, want to do me,
At least try to act fine
Cause I'm the nigga wit the best hand
You poochie, you look like my pitbull
Stretched the fuck out your stretch pants
You fuckin 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
Bitch I don't need yo pussy fought by
Most men and lesbian's
Soon as I get home, I'ma take a hopelift to the dome
Shiit, under civilation
I'm just another drunk hoodlum under one nation
[Chorus: 2x]
Bitch, you want to 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 cover's 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, Chris, and Richie Rich we on some new shit
I know this, bitch was a groupie from the giddy-go
Really though, want to be all in a nigga video
But silly ho, you know you got to fuck all us
Pimps, playa's, hustla's, balla's
Shot caller's call the shots, top knotch blazin
Got a cock 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 nigga was staright all in the car case
Face a OE, forty oz, vsop, whateva it be pass that shit 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 bitch
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 shit
Bits of remy and shit, so I ain't fuckin wit you bitch
[Chorus: 4x]
The song "X.O." by Luniz is an ode to drinking cognac, specifically X.O., which is considered one of the highest quality and most expensive types of cognac. The lyrics in the chorus warn against getting too high off of the cognac, causing one to not be able to function as the boss. The verses are told from the perspective of a broke rapper who is still able to attract groupies, but ultimately finds solace in drinking X.O. and getting drunk. There are references to stealing bottles of X.O. and the dangers of dating groupies. The bridge features each rapper bragging about their ability to handle their liquor and their preference for cognac over other types of alcohol.
The song portrays a certain lifestyle and culture that revolves around the consumption of X.O. cognac, which is associated with luxury and sophistication. However, the lyrics also reveal the darker side of this culture, including theft and objectification of women. The rappers' use of vulgar language and explicit references to drugs and sex further emphasize this.
Overall, the song is a commentary on the excess and hedonism that can come with fame and success, and how these things can ultimately lead to downfall if not managed carefully.
Line by Line Meaning
Would ya quit, fucking me high off
Stop getting me high off XO (cognac brand)
Cause it's cost to be the muthafuckin boss loss
Being the boss has a cost of loss (of money, people, time, etc.)
Petal to the metal, drinking X.O., nothing but X.O.
Going all out and drinking only XO
I'm broke, you broke, we all broke
We're all financially struggling
So let's take our broke asses to the sto'
Let's go to the store even though we're broke
And steal another bottle of X.O.
Steal another bottle of XO
I'm feeling so faded, broke wit a album
I'm feeling intoxicated and broke despite releasing an album
But bitches on my dick like I ate it
Women are interested in me despite my circumstances
I'm use to smellin fish, but not that kind
I'm used to smelling fish (likely referring to the smell of women), but not in this context
Look you's a hoochie, want to do me,
You're a promiscuous woman who wants to have sex with me
At least try to act fine
At least try to act decent
Cause I'm the nigga wit the best hand
I'm the guy with the best skills/abilities
You poochie, you look like my pitbull
You look like my dog (likely referring to appearance or behavior)
Stretched the fuck out your stretch pants
Your stretch pants are very tight and revealing
You fuckin up my drunk a lot high
You're ruining my intoxicated state
You get the drunk talk, dick feelin right, right, right
You're getting me to talk nonsense while enjoying sexual pleasure
All I need is X.O. to set me in
All I need is XO to get me in the right mood
Bitch I don't need yo pussy fought by
I don't need your pussy brought by anyone else
Most men and lesbian's
Most men and lesbians
Soon as I get home, I'ma take a hopelift to the dome
As soon as I get home, I'm going to take a drug (not specified) to the head
Shiit, under civilization
Slang for being intoxicated and/or feeling out of control
I'm just another drunk hoodlum under one nation
I'm just another intoxicated and rebellious person in society
Bitch, you want to suck on my dang, dang
Woman, you want to perform oral sex on me
Drink all my drank, drank
Drink all my alcohol
Who's in the jacuzzi, all hoochie's
Who's in the jacuzzi with all the promiscuous women?
Suckin all on my doobie, be poppin coochie
Smoking my joint and engaging in sexual activity
But only if ya lonely baby bubba
Only if you're alone, baby
Then she said do you got the rubber
Then she asked if I had a condom
Got the covers out the closet
Got the covers (bed sheets/comforter) from the closet
Another flawless victory, a bitch ain't shit to me
Another successful win, and women don't mean anything to me
She was history, soon as my nigga Nut come threw
She was out of the picture as soon as my friend Nut arrived
Wit Num, Dru, Chris, and Richie Rich we on some new shit
With me, Numskull, Dru Down, Chris and Richie Rich, we're doing something new
I know this, bitch was a groupie from the giddy-go
I know this woman was a groupie from the beginning
Really though, want to be all in a nigga video
Seriously, she wants to be in a music video with a guy
But silly ho, you know you got to fuck all us
But silly woman, you know you have to have sex with all of us
Pimps, playa's, hustla's, balla's
Pimps, players, hustlers, ballers
Shot caller's call the shots, top knotch blazin
Important people make the decisions, and everything is excellent
Got a cock caved in like saquash stopim raisin's
A penis that is deflated or non-functional
Stay in the ho, so fa sho runned a train
Stay at the whorehouse, absolutely run a train (have group sex)
All them nut slangs on her neck look like a gold chain on her
All the semen marks on her neck look like a gold chain
Back in '88 a nigga was staright all in the car case
Back in 1988, I was completely intact and present at the time
Face a OE, forty oz, vsop, whateva it be pass that shit to me
Let's drink OE (malt liquor), forty ounce, or VSOP (cognac), whatever it may be, pass it to me
Gin&Juice get loose off duece duece, of s.p
Get loose off Gin & Juice, but with 22 caliber handguns or Special Police (a brand of tequila)
Kick it wit the fourtyless, sick wit it posse
Hang out with the gang that doesn't have Forty ounces and is sick (likely implying talent)
Got me fillin my body up wit color's icy
Got me filling my body up with colorful ices
Hurricane, sluricane, some smoke cane
Hurricanes, Sluricanes (presumably alcoholic beverages), some smokeable cocaine
May not take the chronic to the brain and won't change
Maybe I won't smoke marijuana and won't change
It can't change, even if you smoke cane
It can't change, even if you smoke cocaine
You won't get high as me
You can't get as intoxicated as me
Drink more jugs of the St.I-D-E
Drink more jugs of Saint Ides (a malt liquor brand)
See I can't even spell it
I can't even spell the brand name
Even though I didn't drink that day
Even though I didn't drink alcohol that day
You'll damn sure smell it
You'll definitely smell it
I dare you to come threw wit no drink bitch
I dare you to show up without drinks, woman
I'll hoo-ride you, cause my shirt drink more then I do
I'll rob you because my shirt (likely referring to gang affiliation) drinks more than I do
I'm lit, still lit, that's how we do this real shit
I'm intoxicated and still getting high, and that's how we do things for real
Bits of Remy and shit, so I ain't fuckin wit you bitch
Small amounts of Remy Martin cognac and such, so I'm not interested in you
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: GARRICK HUSBAND, GARRICK HUSBANDS, JEROLD D JR. ELLIS, JOSEPH JOHNSON
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