post to be
Omarion (Breezy, eh)
And your chick, your chick
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Yeah
If your chick come close to me
She ain't going home when she post to be (No)
I'm getting money like I'm post to be
I'm getting money like I'm post to be
Ooh, all my niggas close to me (Ooh)
And all them other niggas where they post to be
Ooh, the hoes go for me
Have your chick send a pic, like, "Pose for me!"
Ooh, that's how it post to be (Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Yeah, that's how it post to be
Ooh, yeah, that's how it post to be (Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Everything good like it post to be
Pull up to the club and it go up (Go up)
Make your girl fall in love when I show up (Whoop, whoop)
It's not my fault she wanna know me (Hey)
She told me you was just a homie (Haha)
She came down like she knew me (Hey)
Gave it up like a groupie (True)
And that's facts, no printer (No printer)
Cold nigga turn the summer to the winter
She saved me in her phone as "Bestie"
But I had her screaming, "Oh"
Yo' girl wasn't supposed to text me (Nope)
You wanna know how I know what I know? (Hey)
If your chick come close to me
She ain't going home when she post to be (No, aw, yeah)
I'm getting money like I'm post to be (Yeah, yeah)
I'm getting money like I'm post to be
Ooh, all my niggas close to me
And all them other niggas where they post to be
Ooh, the hoes go for me
Have your chick send a pic, like, "Pose for me!"
Ooh, that's how it post to be (Ooh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Ooh, yeah, that's how it post to be (Ooh)
Ooh, yeah, that's how it post to be (Ooh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Everything good like it post to be (Ooh)
Got your girl in my section, finna go up (Go up)
A nigga smokin' loud, I'm 'bout to roll up (Roll up)
She ain't never got high like this with a guy like this
Once she pop, tell her, "Hol' up" (Hol' up)
Better believe she gon' leave with a real nigga
I dick her down, can't put it down like I do (Like I do)
I get to bustin', no discussin', gotta deal with it
Team us, we ain't worried about you (Oh)
Murder she wrote, yeah, yeah
When I hit it, I'ma kill it, I'ma get it like (Get it)
Murder she wrote
You wanna know how I know what I know? (Oh)
If your dude come close to me
He gon' want to ride off in a Ghost with me (I'll make him do it)
I might let your boy chauffeur me
But he gotta eat the booty like groceries
But he gotta get rid of these hoes from me
I might have that nigga sailing his soul for me
Ooh, that's how it post to be
If he wants me to expose the freak
Ooh, that's how it post to be
Ooh, that's how it post to be
Ooh, that's how it post to be
Everything good like it post to be, ooh
If your chick come close to me (If she come close to me)
She ain't going home when she post to be (Oh, yeah, hey, hey)
Oh, yeah, I'm getting money like I'm post to be (Post to be)
I'm getting money like I'm post to be (Getting money)
Ooh, all my niggas close to me (All my niggas close to me)
And all them other niggas where they post to be (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, the hoes go for me
Have your chick send a pic, like, "Pose for me!" (Ooh, girl)
Ooh, that's how it post to be (Ooh, yeah, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Yeah, that's how it post to be (Ooh, woah)
Ooh, yeah, that's how it post to be (Ooh, hey, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Everything good like it post to be
She 'bout to ride out with me
And I don't even know her name (Her name)
But I know that she your girl, yeah (Your girl, your girl, yeah)
She chose up, are you mad or nah?
Bruh, don't be mad about it
These chicks be for everybody
Omarion (C. Breezy!)
I'll make him do it, I'll make him do it