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[Shawnna talking]
Posted... aah... mo`fucca...
Posted... ah-ah... mo`fucca...
Posted... haah... mo`fucca...
Posted... c`mon... yo...
[Verse 1]
I ain`t dat bitch dat`ll be in the club
With niggaz actin` like itz sweet in the club
I`ll bust a mo`fucca meat in the club
And bitchez steppin` on my feet in the club
Tryina see who they can freak in the club
A mo`fucca wanna speak in the club
Like a mo`fucca really know me in the club
Got my fitted on, chiefin` on leaf in the club
Look around, gotta see who want pee in the club
See them lame niggaz sippin` Don P in the club
When you smellin` `gnac, matterfact, we in the club
White tee`s and them Air Force, deep in the club
Throwin` up a sign, nigga wha, street in the club
Make yo head nod cuz my joint beat in the club
For them niggaz that`d spend they whole week in the club
And the bitchez dat be drunk and wanna beef in the club
And them hataz that`ll see they blood leak in the club
You can`t breathe in the club
It`s called...
[Chorus]
Posted...
Post in the back, post in the front
Posted up outside, smokin` a blunt
Post in the window, blowin` tha indo
Post with my kinfolk
Post in the cut
Post in the back, post in the front
Posted up outside, smokin` a blunt
Post in the window, blowin` tha indo
Post with my kinfolk
Post in the cut
[Verse 2]
Yo... this nigga said this sound like some ole` N.O.R.E. shit
Yea, I`m fuckin` wit that N.O.R.E. shit
I`ll be dat bitch in the drop-top, aqua-blue, gourmet ???
E`rry nigga finna swore they here
We on the block and I`m *Grindin`* Jack
With a 50-pack and some 20`s
Helicopters on dem hot Bentley`s
Ain`t got no time for these bitchez cuz it`s over now
You ain`t leavin` out in stitchez cuz I`m sober now
Hittin` Hot 97 with a hundred thou`
Bring yo main bitch up in it, I`ma run her style
Yea I`m cocky, thinkin` I plan, well bitch watch me
Post in the game, my niggaz on bricks got me
Put it on my kids, I did it for years, mami
Send it to my nig`z who doin` they biz, papi
Mo`fucca betta recognize some shit
Cuz god damn, Def Jam shouldn`ta signed a bitch
That`s why I`m....
Repeat Chorus
[Verse 3]
When I`m posted in the hood, I`ma bang my shit
Only real mo`fuccaz get to hang in the brickz
This fo` ????
All my thug mo`fuccas keepin` weight on dem Kedz
It`s called posted, nigga betta act like you know the gutter
Posted, niggaz see the Ac and the peanut butter
Posted, hoody with the black bandanna under
Posted, lookin` through the back for the undercover
Posted, even when I`m flippin` the spots
See the cops on the next block, checkin` my watch
Coupla shortiez in the parkin` lot, holdin` them rocks
It`s a hood thang nigga, gettin` blown to drop
We all posted, keep it true, neva forget it
Nigga, post up, show them mo`fuccaz the bizness
I`ma post with my niggaz sippin` Remy and Guiness
All my real mo`fuccaz in the game gone feel this
It`s called...
Repeat Chorus 2X
