Post To Be lyrics

by

Lowkey


[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Aye
*Trap-A-Holics, Real Trap sh*t*
Yeah

[Chorus]
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
I put the b*tch where she 'post to be, yeah
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
Pistola b*tch it's so heavenly, yeah
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
I go three b*tches and they all for me, yeah
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
Donald Dump ? come vote for me, yeah
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
I put the b*tch where she 'post to be, yeah
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
Pistola b*tch I'm so heavenly, yeah
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
I go three b*tches and they all for me, yeah
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
Donald Dump ? come vote for me, yeah

[Verse 1]
Donald Dump b*tch, come and vote for me, yeah
That b*tch on her knees it was meant to be, yeah
Girl gave me that pus*y I wanna lay, yeah
Hide in her pus*y if I wanna
I'm so gone off marajuana
She feeling my steez, my persona
She f*ck with me 'cuz i got 2k on a song, that sh*t is wrong (really?)
But the sh*t is only right
'Cuz she f*cking me tonight
Can I get a dirty Sprite please please please please pour it right
f*ck 2Pac, 3
f*ck a four, pour a eight
Young n*gga feeling great, my old chick gave me space
To the money like a race, tryna feed my kid's face
Please get the f*ck out my face, I feel like the devil today
Lookin' so damn good, but I'm up to no good
Wish a motherf*cka' would, while I'm rollin' on my woods
Wish a motherf*cka' would, while I'm rollin' on my woods
Wish a motherf*cka' would, while I'm rollin' on my woods (suii)
Wish a motherf*cka' would, while I'm rollin' on my woods (suii)
Wish a motherf*cka' would, while I'm rollin' on my woods (suii)

[Chorus]

Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
Pistola b*tch I'm so heavenly, yeah
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
Donald Dump b*tch come and vote for me, yeah
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
Pistola b*tch I'm so heavenly, yeah
Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me, yeah
I got this b*tch where she 'post to be, yeah

[Verse 2]
Back in this b*tch like a lap song
Your b*tch a thot, she a buster
Can't f*ck witchu' you a buster
My life a movie blockbuster
Ketchup boy no mustard
Three b*tches all in my bed
Young n*gga feelin' so cluttered
I don't spend money I save it
You can call me a hoarder
n*gga this ain't Good Burger
Ya'll n*ggas I'll take your order
I wanna bad b*tch for a butler
I need a dike b*tch for a chauffeur
Need AK for security
Can't no f*ck n*gga get near me
Is you deaf motherf*cker, can you hear me?
I think blind 'cuz he can't see me
I don't wanna' be on your TV
I wanna' be countin' money
She said my di*k so yummy
I named her pus*y, tummy
She wanna' feel my jewelry
Go dumb like Ed and Eddy
I won't show no petty

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