"Post To Be" lyrics - CHRIS BROWN

CHRIS BROWN

"Post To Be"

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

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

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

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
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, that's how it post to be

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