Don Who Leo lyrics
by Monaleo
[Intro]
Ayy, Leo, ayy (Uh)
[Chorus]
Get off that Don Julio
Act a foo-leo (b*tch)
b*tch, I called your motherf*cking phone, that's how you do me, ho? (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Ayy, b*tch, don't let me find out you with a groupie ho (What?)
You gon' be with 2Pac when I come shoot up that studio (Boom-boom-boom)
n*gga
Pulling cards, b*tch, this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh! (Yeah)
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy ho (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Wake up on a sh*tty vibe, damn, I'm a moody ho (b*tch)
b*tches say they lookin' for me, what? I say, "Who? Leo?" (Huh?)
sh*t, not me, ayy, b*tches knock kneed (b*tch)
[Post-Chorus]
b*tch, check out got the drip (What?)
sh*t is not cheap (Uh-huh)
I just want the green (Yeah)
Not broccoli (No)
If you got money (Money)
Then you got me (Hey)
[Verse 1]
I'm independent, I don't owe nobody sh*t, not even an album (Nope)
He wanna get in the middle of me, so I call him Malcolm (sl*t)
You don't want no smoke with me, I bring the powder like talc*m (Ayy)
b*tch, don't get involved 'cause you not gon' like the outcome (Uh-uh)
I told him I could never love a n*gga he said, "How come?" (Yeah, yeah, what?)
Maybe 'cause I'm super rich with and without one (Dummy)
He tender, he ain't know he had a match 'til he found one
[Chorus]
Get off that Don Julio
Act a foo-leo (b*tch)
b*tch, I called your motherf*cking phone, that's how you do me, ho? (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Ayy, b*tch, don't let me find out you with a groupie ho (What?)
You gon' be with 2Pac when I come shoot up that studio (Boom-boom-boom)
n*gga
Pulling cards, b*tch, this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh! (Yeah)
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy ho (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Wake up on a sh*tty vibe, damn, I'm a moody ho (b*tch)
b*tches say they lookin' for me, what? I say, "Who? Leo?" (Huh?)
[Verse 2]
n*gga gotta wake me up to head or I'm cheating (Dummy)
Still got my n*gga at the house, he not leavin' (Uh-huh)
He see me as a pimp (What?)
Seeing is believing (Okay)
That n*gga took my soul (Yeah, yeah)
That n*gga be thievin' (Uh-huh)
Double-hand combo, he say that I'm reaching (Thot)
One day, he eating ass and coochie, next day, we not speaking (Dummy)
If I come over late at night, b*tch, I ain't doing no sleeping (sl*t)
He got a real good mouthpiece (Yeah, yeah)
But he ain't doing no preaching (Uh-huh)
[Chorus]
Get off that Don Julio
Act a foo-leo
b*tch, I called your motherf*cking phone, that's how you do me, ho?
Ayy, b*tch, don't let me find out you with a groupie ho
You gon' be with 2Pac when I come shoot up that studio
n*gga
Pulling cards, b*tch, this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh! (Yeah)
I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy ho (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Wake up on a sh*tty vibe, damn, I'm a moody ho (b*tch)
b*tches say they lookin' for me, what? I say, "Who? Leo?" (Huh?)