Monaleo – Don Who Leo (Blanco & Reposado Remix) Lyrics

Don Who Leo (Blanco & Reposado Remix) Lyrics Monaleo

Ayy, Leo, ayy (Uh)

Get off that Don Julio, act a foo-leo (Bitch)
Bitch, I called your motherfuckin’ phone, that’s how you do me, ho? (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Ayy, bitch, 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)
Nigga
Pulling cards, bitch, 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 shitty vibe, damn, I’m a moody ho (Bitch)
Bitches say they lookin’ for me, what?
Yeah, okay let’s go

Don Julio demon but this face look like an angel, nigga (Bitch)
Bad bitches gettin’ drunk (Yeah) as fuck in the club grabbin’ our ankles, nigga (Let’s go)
Thirty inches don’t tangle (Yeah, yeah, y_ah)
I’m taking ass pics with the angles
Huh, I’m a bad bitch like my mama (Huh?), nigga th_se good genes like Wrangler (Let’s go)
Hang the boobs out, so the dudes out
They like “Let me see” (Thot)
Whose house? I really run shit like I’m DMC (Whose house?)
‘Cause I got these niggas lined up like the DMV (Slut)
Okay, my house so motherfuckin’ (Yeah, yeah) big look like a bnb (Let’s go)
He come off the head and nothing else, can’t stick no D in me (Slut)
Huh, the head good, he went to college, ICDC (Thot)
He wanna be the only nigga, bitch, it ain’t no I in team, come on

You get on some drunk shit and wanna punch shit (Why?)
I got a [?]
You just wanna argue then suck dick (Huh)
You just wanna get drunk, fuck then get on fuck shit (Woo)
I’m a real street nigga, you know what that come with (What that come with)
Why them clothes on? Take ’em off ‘fore I fuck sis (‘Fore I fuck sis)
“Drop everything, Craig’s in trouble” make me come quick (Woo)
You get off that Don Julio, turn to a ho
All in niggas face but complaining ’bout a groupie ho
Why the fuck do you keep getting drunk?
Then 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 truck
You a ho but cold as fuck, and look at me, still tryna fuck (Huh)

Get off that Don Julio, act a foo-leo
Bitch, I called your motherfuckin’ phone, that’s how you do me, ho?
Ayy, bitch, don’t let me find out you with a groupie ho
You gon’ be with 2Pac when I come shoot up that studio
Nigga
Pulling cards, bitch, 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 shitty vibe, damn, I’m a moody ho (Bitch)
Bitches say they lookin’ for me, what? I say, “Who? Leo?”

Huh? (Pew, pew, pew)
Bitch I’m t’d up (What?)
I walk in the party, my shit icy like a freeze cup (Okay)
“Nyny where you been at?”, I been twerking on my head (Wow)
He know I been out wit Leo so he acting like a fed (Pew, pew, pew)
With his stalkin’ ass (What?)
His bitch keep starin’ at my bottle with her hawkin’ ass (Bitch)
I’m in a new-new off the Juli’ tryna do the dash (Pew, pew, pew)
We act a foolio (Pew, pew, pew,)
[?] got a nigga mad, I don’t care who she know (What?)
We act a foolio, clappin’ off Don Julio (Pew, pew, pew)
We act a foolio, clappin’ off Don Julio (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
We act a foolio, clappin’ off Don Julio (Okay)
We act a foolio, clappin’ off Don Julio (Pew, pew huh?)

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