Post to Be (feat. Chris Brown & Jhené Aiko) [Sped Up]

Omarion

Breezy

And your chick, your chick

(Mustard on the beat, ho)

Yeah

If your chick come close to me

She ain't goin' home when she 'posed to be (No)

I'm gettin' money like I'm 'posed to be

I'm gettin' money like I'm 'posed to be, ooh

All my ** close to me

And all them other ** where they 'posed to be, ooh

The hoes go for me

Have your chick send a pic, like, "Pose for me"

(Ooh) That's how it 'posed to be (Ah, ah)

Yeah, yeah, that's how it 'posed to be (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

(Ooh) Yeah, that's how it 'posed to be (Ah, ah)

Everything good like it's 'posed to be (Ah, ah, ah, ah)

Pull up to the club and it go up (Go up)

Make your girl fall in love when I show up (Woop, woop)

It's not my fault she wanna know me (Hey)

She told me you was just a homie (Hahaha)

She came down like she knew me (Hey)

Gave it up like a groupie (True)

And that's facts, no printer (No printer)

Cold ** 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 goin' home when she 'posed to be (Aw, yeah, no)

I'm gettin' money like I'm 'posed to be (Yeah, yeah)

I'm gettin' money like I'm 'posed to be, ooh

All my ** close to me

And all them other ** where they 'posed to be, ooh

The hoes go for me

Have your chick send a pic, like, "Pose for me"

(Ooh, ooh) That's how it 'posed to be (Ah, ah)

(Ooh) Yeah, yeah, that's how it 'posed to be (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

(Ooh, ooh) Yeah, that's how it 'posed to be (Ah, ah)

(Ooh) Everything good like it's 'posed to be (Ah, ah, ah, ah)

Got your girl in my section, finna go up (Go up)

A ** 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 it, tell her, "Hol' up" (Hol' up)

Better believe she gon' leave with a real **

I ** her down, can't put it down like I do (Like I do)

I get to bustin', no discussion, 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 ** sellin' his soul for me

Ooh, that's how it 'posed to be

If he wants me to expose the freak

Ooh, that's how it 'posed to be

Ooh, that's how it 'posed to be

Ooh, that's how it 'posed to be

Everything good like it 'posed to be, ooh

If your chick come close to me (If she come close to me, ooh)

She ain't going home when she 'posed to be (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

I'm gettin' money like I'm 'posed to be ('Posed to be, yeah)

I'm gettin' money like I'm 'posed to be (Gettin' money)

Ooh, all my ** close to me (Yeah)

And all them other ** where they 'posed to be (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ooh, the hoes go for me

Have your chick send a pic, like, "Pose for me" (Woah, girl)

(Ooh) That's how it 'posed to be (Ah, ah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, that's how it 'posed to be (Woah, girl, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

(Ooh) Yeah, that's how it 'posed to be (Ah, ah, ayy)

Everything good like it's 'posed to be (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)

She 'bout to ride out with me

And I don't even know her name (No name)

But I know that she your girl (Your girl, your girl), yeah (Yeah)

She chose up, are you mad or nah?

Bruh, don't be mad about it

These chicks be for everybody, oh

Omarion

C Breezy

I'll make him do it

I'll make him do it