"Don Who Leo (Blanco & Reposado Remix)" lyrics
Monaleo & Skilla Baby Lyrics
Aye
Uh
Aye
Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio
Bitch I called your motherfuckin phone, that's how you do me hoe?
Aye
Bitch don't let me find out you with a groupie hoe
You gone be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio
Nigga
Pullin' cards, bitch this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy hoe
Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn I'm a moody hoe
Bitches say they looking for me
What?
Yeah, okay let's go
Don Julio Demon, but this face look like a angel nigga
Bad bitches getting drunk as fuck in the club, grabbing our ankles nigga
30 inches don't tangle, I'm taking ass pics with the angles
Huh
I'm a bad bitch like my mama nigga
These good jeans like Wrangler
Hey the boobs out so the dudes out
They like let me see
Whose house, I really run shit like I'm DMC
Cause I got these nigga lined up like the DMV
Okay, my house so motherfuckin big, look like a BnB
He come off the head and nothing else, can't stick no D in me
Huh the head good, he went to college, ICDC
He wanna be the only nigga, bitch it ain't no I in team
Come on
Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio
Bitch I called your motherfuckin phone, that's how you do me hoe?
Aye
Bitch don't let me find out you with a groupie hoe
You gone be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio
Nigga
Pullin' cards, bitch this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy hoe
Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn I'm a moody hoe
Bitches say they looking for me
What?
I say who, Leo?
You get on some drunk shit and want to punch shit
I got a bussed wrist
You just wanna argue then suck dick
You just wanna get drunk
Fuck and get on fuck shit
I'm a real street nigga
You know what that come with
Why them clothes on
Take em off
Fore I fuck sis
Drop everything, Craig's in trouble, make me come quick
You get off that Don Who Leo, turn to a hoe
All in nigga faces, but complain about a groupie hoe
Why
The
Fuck
You
Keep
Getting
Drunk
And come tearing my shit up, you know that liquor turn you up
You done drove into my truck, I got a hole up in my trunk
You a hoe, but cold as fuck and look at me, still trying to fuck
Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio
Bitch I called your motherfuckin phone, that's how you do me hoe?
Aye
Bitch don't let me find out you with a groupie hoe
You gone be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio
Nigga
Pullin' cards, bitch this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy hoe
Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn I'm a moody hoe
Bitches say they looking for me
What?
I say who, Leo?
Huh?
Bitch I'm T'd up
I walked in the party, my shit icy like a freeze cup
Nene, where you been at?
I've been twerking on my head
He know I been out with Leo, so he acting like a fed
With his stalking ass
This bitch keep staring at my bottle with her hawking ass
I'm in the new new, off the Juli tryna do the dash
We act a foolio
Big Nene got a nigga mad, I don't care who she know
We act a foolio, clapping off Don Julio
We act a foolio, clapping off Don Julio
We act a foolio, clapping off Don Julio
We act a foolio, clapping off Don Julio
Huh?
Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio
Bitch I called your motherfuckin phone, that's how you do me hoe?
Aye
Bitch don't let me find out you with a groupie hoe
You gone be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio
Nigga
Pullin' cards, bitch this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy hoe
Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn I'm a moody hoe
Bitches say they looking for me
What?
I say who, Leo?
Uh
Aye
Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio
Bitch I called your motherfuckin phone, that's how you do me hoe?
Aye
Bitch don't let me find out you with a groupie hoe
You gone be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio
Nigga
Pullin' cards, bitch this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy hoe
Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn I'm a moody hoe
Bitches say they looking for me
What?
Yeah, okay let's go
Don Julio Demon, but this face look like a angel nigga
Bad bitches getting drunk as fuck in the club, grabbing our ankles nigga
30 inches don't tangle, I'm taking ass pics with the angles
Huh
I'm a bad bitch like my mama nigga
These good jeans like Wrangler
Hey the boobs out so the dudes out
They like let me see
Whose house, I really run shit like I'm DMC
Cause I got these nigga lined up like the DMV
Okay, my house so motherfuckin big, look like a BnB
He come off the head and nothing else, can't stick no D in me
Huh the head good, he went to college, ICDC
He wanna be the only nigga, bitch it ain't no I in team
Come on
Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio
Bitch I called your motherfuckin phone, that's how you do me hoe?
Aye
Bitch don't let me find out you with a groupie hoe
You gone be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio
Nigga
Pullin' cards, bitch this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy hoe
Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn I'm a moody hoe
Bitches say they looking for me
What?
I say who, Leo?
You get on some drunk shit and want to punch shit
I got a bussed wrist
You just wanna argue then suck dick
You just wanna get drunk
Fuck and get on fuck shit
I'm a real street nigga
You know what that come with
Why them clothes on
Take em off
Fore I fuck sis
Drop everything, Craig's in trouble, make me come quick
You get off that Don Who Leo, turn to a hoe
All in nigga faces, but complain about a groupie hoe
Why
The
Fuck
You
Keep
Getting
Drunk
And come tearing my shit up, you know that liquor turn you up
You done drove into my truck, I got a hole up in my trunk
You a hoe, but cold as fuck and look at me, still trying to fuck
Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio
Bitch I called your motherfuckin phone, that's how you do me hoe?
Aye
Bitch don't let me find out you with a groupie hoe
You gone be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio
Nigga
Pullin' cards, bitch this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy hoe
Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn I'm a moody hoe
Bitches say they looking for me
What?
I say who, Leo?
Huh?
Bitch I'm T'd up
I walked in the party, my shit icy like a freeze cup
Nene, where you been at?
I've been twerking on my head
He know I been out with Leo, so he acting like a fed
With his stalking ass
This bitch keep staring at my bottle with her hawking ass
I'm in the new new, off the Juli tryna do the dash
We act a foolio
Big Nene got a nigga mad, I don't care who she know
We act a foolio, clapping off Don Julio
We act a foolio, clapping off Don Julio
We act a foolio, clapping off Don Julio
We act a foolio, clapping off Don Julio
Huh?
Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio
Bitch I called your motherfuckin phone, that's how you do me hoe?
Aye
Bitch don't let me find out you with a groupie hoe
You gone be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio
Nigga
Pullin' cards, bitch this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy hoe
Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn I'm a moody hoe
Bitches say they looking for me
What?
I say who, Leo?
