Póst Póstmaetur

[Chorus: Omarion]
If your chick come close to me,
She ain't goin' home when she post to be.
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,
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.'
That's how it post to be,
That's how it post to be,
That's how it post to be,
Everything good like it post to be.

[Verse 1: Omarion]
Pull up to the club, and it go up,
Make your girl fall in love when I show up,
It's not my fault, she wanna know me,
She told me you was just a homie.
She came down like she knew me,
Gave it up like a groupie,
And that's facts, no printer,
Cold nigga turn the summer to the winter.
She save me in her phone as Bestie,
But I had her screamin' ooh,
Your girl wasn't supposed to text me,
You want to know how I know what I know.

[Chorus: Omarion]
If your chick come close to me,
She ain't goin' home when she post to be.
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,
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.'
That's how it post to be,
That's how it post to be,
That's how it post to be,
Everything good like it post to be.

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Got your girl in my section finna blow up,
A nigga smokin' loud, I'm ‘bout to roll up,
She ain't never got high like this with a guy like this,
When she pop, I tell her hol' up.
Better believe she gon' leave with a real nigga,
I dick her down, can't put it down like I do,
I get to bussin', no discussin', gotta deal with it,
Team us, we ain't worried ‘bout you.
Murder she wrote, yeah, yeah,
When I hit it, Imma kill it, Imma get it like
Murder she wrote,
You want to know how I know what I know.

[Verse 3: Jhené Aiko]
If your dude come close to me,
He gon' wanna ride off in a Ghost with me.
I'll make him do it!
I might let your boy chauffeur me,
But he got to eat the booty like groceries.
But he gotta get rid of these hoes from me,
I might have that nigga sailin' 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.

[Chorus: Omarion]
If your chick come close to me,
She ain't goin' home when she post to be.
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,
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.'
That's how it post to be,
That's how it post to be,
That's how it post to be,
Everything good like it post to be.

[Outro: Chris Brown]
She 'bout to ride with me,
And I don't even know her name,
But I know that she your girl.
She chose up, are you mad or nah?
Bruh, don't be mad about it, these chicks be for everybody.