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paul blue - leo szn lyrics

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yeah

leo szn has returned!
july – august babies
your birthday’s always kinda waste
’cause your friends are on vacation
so this a celebration
and we gon’ celebrate we
i’m a lion, can you tame me?

leo szn has returned! (yeah)
big up the cancers and virgos too
shout out the sun, and the earth and the moon
my frequency’s tuned to what’s following june
son of july, in my element fire
was raised by the lions, i’m lord of the flyest
king of the jungle, i’m k!lling these fools
f-ck being humble, my pride’s through the roof (ouu)
what is a leo to you?
if you’re not a leo don’t answer
i’m sorry, but that’s just how us leos move
so what is a leo to me?
i’m talking yorkville in the summertime
hit nervosa for a gl-ss of wine
head to ‘bana that’s another whine!

leo szn has returned!
july – august babies
your birthday’s always kinda waste
’cause your friends are on vacation
so this a celebration
and we gon’ celebrate we
i’m a lion, can you tame me?
leo szn has returned!

yeah
(leo szn)

july 29th, ’94
a legend was born, leo
suited for the role like revenant was for leo
hot in the cold, it’s summertime in t.o
blink twice you might mistake it for rio
leo szn has returned, welcome back
my money’s a double stack
no bread in my stomach, my pocket said “gimme that!”
hold on, hold on
you hear that b-ss line? oh i was grooving
(run it back!)

july 29th, ’94
a legend was born, leo
suited for the role like revenant was for leo
hot in the cold, it’s summertime in t.o
blink twice you might mistake it for rio
leo szn has returned, welcome back
my money’s a double stack
no bread in my stomach, my pocket said “gimme that!”
you can never knock the hustle
like huddles, i gotta snap
on your punk -ss and ain’t no coming back
send someone who claps steel guns
some automatic weapons
when the deal comes, i might buy my friends a bentley
i don’t rap drugs unless it’s audio i’m selling
word to bigavell, this wave i’m parasailing
no life jacket, just balenciagas and high-priced jackets
fashion, rapping, balling
my three p-ssions
architect in my past life
that’s another one you can add to the list
tell your b-tch to stop calling me (sh-t)

really though
stop calling me please



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