Wiz Khalifa – Post Up – Lyrics

Post Up by Wiz Khalifa

[Pre-Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]

I took your bitch, that's right

Money keep coming, that's right

Only ride foreign, that's right

Whole team on, that's right

My niggas gon' ride, that's right

My niggas gon' shoot, not fight

Whether wrong or right

That's right, that's right

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]

Two clubs in one night

25 bands, one night

Kush up in that Raw

Purple in that Sprite

Them hoes in rotation

Money my motivation

Money make her cum

And I'mma make her taste it

Put it in the neck, I'ma make her gag on it

Head in the 'Rari, that's how you blow a hundred

Hoes come and go

I'ma fuck and I don't want 'em

Hoes like J's, wear 'em once then I don't want 'em

Swerve, hit the corner, in the California

Running through these hoes, like I play for Minnesota

She turn off her phone, cause nigga you a sucker

Police ask, nigga tell 'em start cuffin'

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]

That's right she posted in my whip

Posted on my dick

She supposed to be with a nigga

But she posted with my clique

Right her posted in my whip

Posted on my dick

She supposed to be in your work

But she posted with my clique

I told her, post up here

I told her, post up here

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

Girl your face looking gorgeous

And my cash is retarted

Need a 5 year plan, cause that ass is enormous

They keep telling you to stop

Bet this cash make you want it

Girl quit acting you like shy

Grab this dick and jump up on it

I was way out in New York

We we're smoking California

She can't wait to tell her friends

Talk about in the morning

Beat it like she stole it

Sleeping like she in a coma

You just wish, she wanna be a fool

Think you control her

Crouple grand in a rubber band, you know I'm the man

What you saying, baby what you saying

Tell me what's the plan

Is you plan, is that bitch a ten

Bands will make her dance

Seen my action, she was not a fan

Damn...

[Pre-Hook] + [Hook]