DJ Mustard - Post To Be (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Omarion] Omarion, and yo chick, yo chick (Mustard on the beat, ho) Remix! 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 Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up, I said this is the remix Let's go! [Verse 1: Dej Loaf] If yo n***a come close to me I'ma make him eat this p**y appropriately Like hmm, cheerios la la Put that Foxy Brown in his face, ill na na f** the rumors got the hoes with me I'm a pimp by blood, it ain't no coaching me Who? Yeah they know it's me He a rapper but I make that n***a sing to me Like oh, I'm here, this is my year I ain't going back my old life is done Boss her name, I call myself Slap a p**y n***a talking out of tongue Yeah, yeah, that's how it goes with me I just got a check up and ain't no ho with me VIP bottles over D On the couch got 'em all throwin fours with me Hoes up, hoes down, all I gotta do is smile You ain't want me back then, but I bet you want me now Body going crazy, he want me to have his child f**ing with them hoes, yeah I heard you getting around Whisper him in the ear, tell him "I want it nice" He said "stop talking all that freaky sh**, ain't tryna get aroused" That's how it's post to be, yeah That's how it's post to be, yeah [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 n***as close to me And all them other n***as 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, that's how it post to be Ooh, that's how it post to be Everything good like it post to be [Verse 2: Trey Songz] They about to take your phone, just see I don't need no hoes exposin' me Ain't another n***a cold as me Ain't another n***a cold as me (cold as me) And I'm living like a movie, pretty women in the jacuzzi The way she kissing on her friend, do she even like men? My n***a she could have fooled me I be tryna chill, stay tight But they all want some, can you blame 'em? Want their walls decorated, rearranged Cause a n***a handsome, wealthy, famous Who gives a f** what they say, he say, she say Hey Trey, ain't ya hear Jhené say (But he gotta eat the booty like groceries) You know how wild I be Had that p**y like "Clean up on aisle 3" Had that p**y like, slow down, whoa now, please Every time I go down, go down like sheesh (I make em do it!) They know my name, I ain't even gotta say it Put it to rest every time a n***a lay Ain't another n***a cold as me bu*t, bu*t, bu*t naked is what you're post to be [Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign] AMG kit on the Benz You got home girls, I got friends Y'all should all come to the house Get all topless then let's go swimming I just made a million like it's post to be That's just the beginning like it's post to be Pocket rockets stay real close to me And a new b**h stay close to me Oh, she a ho to me We don't love hoes, how it's post to be Ooh she did some blow off me Told her I don't f** around, I just blow the tree [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 n***as close to me And all them other n***as 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, that's how it post to be Ooh, that's how it post to be Everything good like it post to be [Verse 4: Rick Ross] Dead or alive, sayin' boss top 5 Let my top down just to throw the rock sign Not Jigga, Jay Dilla and the Pharcyde I'm the realest, disagreeing with a Glock 9 But f**in' with us, so he had to get the Benz truck Cutting corners, lil n***a f** your rims up She can't f** with me, she say she rock with Wale Double M we throw them alley oops, that's all day West side, it's going down at the Polo Lounge Half pound for my rounds just to go around Copy paste, tweez n***as even 'bout that slang Black bottle in the sky, free Gucci Mane [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 n***as close to me And all them other n***as where they post to be Ooh the hoes go for me Have your chick send a pic like pose for me