Don Who Leo (feat. Rob49) [Añejo Remix]

Aye, uh, aye

Leo

Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio

Bitch, I called your motherfuckin' phone, that's how you do me, ho?

Aye, bitch, don't let me find out you with a groupie ho

You gon' be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio

****

Pullin' cards, bitch, this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!

I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy, ho

Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn, I'm a moody ho

Bitches say they looking for me, what?

Yeah, okay, let's go

Don Julio Demon, but this face look like a angel, ****

Bad bitches getting drunk as fuck in the club, grabbing our ankles, ****

Thirty inches don't tangle, I'm taking ass pics with the angles, huh

I'm a bad bitch like my mama, ****, 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 **** 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 ****, 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, ho?

Aye, bitch, don't let me find out you with a groupie ho

You gon' be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio

****

Pullin' cards, bitch, this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!

I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy, ho

Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn, I'm a moody ho

Bitches say they looking for me, what?

I say, "Who? Leo?"

Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio

Bae, that **** can't even pay your bills

What you need him for?

Bae, I'm stuck in the studio, I ain't cheatin'

Ain't gotta call my phone

I ain't gonna lie, that pussy extra bald

Look like Tupac on it

Shit, money ain't nothing, I boss a bitch up, yup

Get spoiled so much, she mad when I don't take her shopping, she mad for months

I ain't even gonna lie, I'm in the club right now turnt, Perc 10 on my tongue

I'm ahead, I don't want my girl around none of these ****, yeah, baby, fuck 'em

That shit so good, I nutted

Last **** ain't on nothin'

I don't want no 42, that Julio, that shit cost money

On beaucoup liquor, I ain't even gonna lie, bae, I take honey

He ain't fucking you right, bae, fuck him

She ain't fucking me right, bae, fuck her

Get off that Don Julio, act a foolio

Bitch, I called your motherfuckin' phone, that's how you do me, ho?

Aye, bitch, don't let me find out you with a groupie ho

You gon' be with Tupac when I come shoot up that studio

****

Pullin' cards, bitch, this ain't no Yu-Gi-Oh!

I get straight to business and I'm strict, Judge Judy, ho

Wake up on a shitty vibe, damn, I'm a moody ho

Bitches say they looking for me, what?

I say, "Who? Leo?"