Bài hát Post To Be Báo Lỗi

[Hook - Omarion:]

If your chick come close to me

She ain't going 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 the 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 want to 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 screaming oh

Yo girl wasn't supposed to text me

You want to know how I know what I know


[Hook - Omarion]


[Verse 2 - Chris Brown:]

Got your girl in my section finna blow up

Smoking loud, I'm about to roll up

She ain't never got high like this with a guy like this

When she pop tell her hold 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 about you

Murder she wrote

When I hit it I'm a kill it I'm a get it like

Murder she wrote

You want to know how I know what I know


[Verse 3 - Jhene Aiko:]

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 got to eat the booty like groceries

Gotta get rid of these hoes from me

I might have that nigga selling his soul for me

Oooh, that's how it post to be

If he wants me to expose the freak

Oooh, that's how it post to be

Oooh, that's how it post to be

Oooh, that's how it post to be

Everything good like it post to be

Oooh, that's how it post to be


[Hook - Omarion]


[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!)

Bruh don't be mad about it, these chicks be for everybody