Don Julio lyrics

by

Peewee Longway


[Intro]
Don Julio
Ayy, where the ice at?
Pour me up, where the cup at?
I just took a shot of Don Julio
Roll, roll, roll me up fat
Ayy, matter of fact, margarita me
(And Kino, he, he magical on this sh*t)

[Chorus]
I just took a shot of Don Julio
I just caught that vibe, she let me f*ck right in the studio
Hold on, b*tch, quit actin', b*tch tryna play her favorite movie role
Asked me, "Can we get high?" Then I gave that b*tch a Tootsie Roll
Two shots to the head
I been poppin' beans, take them b*tches just like meds
Told my barber I don't need no cut no more, I'm thinkin' 'bout growin' dreads
I used to trap with a big bankroll, the sh*t too big for a Kodak spread
Chasin' the money, put the steaks on hold, I can get full off a jailhouse spread

[Verse]
Two shots of the Julio
Catch the pack like Julio
Drip on a b*tch like I'm Big Poppa, might need an OG Coogi, ho
Beat the b*tch to the beat in the studio (Beat it up)
I put the boot in her bootyhole
Now she gon' act, she got a good movie role
I f*cked off a slice of the Dominos
b*tch gave me head, one slice of the Dominos
b*tch talkin' Creole, she say she from Pompano
Trap house sit in the cut on the rocky road
I get the pot, skrrt-skrrt, then Rocko
I f*cked a RiRi like A$AP Flacko
I done spent two hundred racks on a pothole
I took the Bentley Bentayga, the new sh*t competin', Aventador, you is on double date
My driveway look like an interstate
You can D'usse, then we clockin' that 108
On the Julio, I catch a vibe, I jump in that pus*y, beat it like an 808
On a bean and I'm sippin' on Julio, I drink that sh*t and it tastes just like lemonade
I asked that lil' b*tch who her friend is, I'm tryna turn into a renegade
[Chorus]
I just took a shot of Don Julio
I just caught that vibe, she let me f*ck right in the studio
Hold on, b*tch, quit actin', b*tch tryna play her favorite movie role
Asked me, "Can we get high?" Then I gave that b*tch a Tootsie Roll
Two shots to the head
I been poppin' beans, take them b*tches just like meds
Told my barber I don't need no cut no more, I'm thinkin' 'bout growin' dreads
I used to trap with a big bankroll, the sh*t too big for a Kodak spread
Chasin' the money, put the steaks on hold, I can get full off a jailhouse spread
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