Lyrics:
we flex oh
Baby xo xo xo xo
Kan vi luta oss tillbaks på Sicily
Hälla upp tills det tar slut sen hämtar mer
Fiano di avellino by the case
Men tills
let him in
Let him heal and help me, please no yelping, it's not helping
Can you even hear what I'm sayin'
Japanese bitch, four by four lamb' truck
We
floor
Exoskeletons from the coral reef
They float by to greet me
Oil spills fill my gills
Godzilla will have his fill
XO XO
Love letters from a giant
1738 for the Remy
XO kiss it low off the Henny
Eye ball out get wap off the fetty
Made in god image still look good on Getty
They just don't get me
I'm
yeah)
Welcome to my world man (In Xo we trust man) (Chyo!)
Yeah, (Speed it up !)
Yeah, (Xo ! Bring it up !)
Yeah (Yeah, bring it up !)
Yeah (Xo !)
I'm
the cash like a XO chain
Fifty-five hundred, nigga, that's your range
When I go to the club, make it storm, hurricane (yeah)
Nigga pull up, think he G.I.
rocks, I like it better when my neck is cold
Birdies by the flock, chasin' my crew everywhere we go
See them XO boys like, "There they go"
The money
wit a smooth voice
Y'all wanna hear it again
It makes her real moist
Ah ha
Well I hope you enjoy the rest of the album
The xo hotline
Made by smovroyce
It's my medicine
It's my medicine
Hey gotta go
Xo, so, so
I need a fresh air
I need a change for my soul
Need a change for my soul
Need a change for
then triple thousands
Pop XO's fuck for hours, pop bands a money shower (I do)
Two seals they look like towers (Damn)
Why this bitch keep calling? My
HEY GIRL (Lyrics)
By: XO ICY
Hey Girl, wudup?! (Heeaahey…)
We got this brand new track.. (hey girl..)
Dedicated to all the lovely ladies outder..
through me like butter
But I swear to God it doesn't sting
No more
You're leaving XOs XOs
Underneath your text
Don't try to make it like we're cool
You're
as light, old school Chevy drop top all white, my plug got the best dope, pockets on flex mode chilling with your x hoe, clubbin drinking XO, my hittas keep
was here but I feel fiend out
Now it's no more XO's on my mind, blue faces is what I dream bout
Ooh, I can never play bout the money or bout a bitch
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
what I have to say to you:
Omg, (oh my god) ymms (You make me smile)
Xtc, xo xo
Zomg, (zoh my god), irly (I really like you)
Gtg; ttyl! yatb, imho
It’s
of desires
Giving out xo's xo's
Making sure the love goes round to these hoes
Who been hating from a distance still trynna get close cuz my futures so bright
peep that they plotting
Your pockets they thinning
They dying no coffin
I pray for my homies
You know we still eating
I stay by my lonely
These people be
Yeah! (Xhu On The Mix)
Yeah, yeah-ah, uh-ah (Kill Arena!)
Shoutout Xhu, man
Ouwee ahh (Aye CGM, where you at?)
She give me XO, XO, push my buttons
weed by the thou
I bring her what she need never drought
She got just what I need perfect amount
XO xnx with the spouse
We hustle together we fuckin'
On the ropes
I got smoke
In my lungs
I can't cope
I need more
Texting "XO SOS" I'm going ghost
Fuck 'em though
Fuck her good
My heart broke
Where I
lemme slide in it
Forever feel like five minutes
I don't cum in it I arrive in it
XO
Girl the way we sexin I can't let go
Push me deep inside I'm bout
the other car
Mother holding crying babies by
The other other car
I mean I hate the fact that
This is norm to me
Matter of fact this shit is dumb to me
It’s
live with no code (nah)
XO's from past lives
Still phased I can't cope nah
So now I bide my time
(Still bout mines
Wasted off dimes)
Don't know
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