作词 : Christian Todd 作曲 : Christian Todd [Intro] Woah, yes, wait a minute, Mister Postman Wait, Mister Postman
[Chorus] Shown up, shorty thought I was the postman (Yeah) Showed up and she throw it back with no hands (Oh) Hold up, I ain't never needed no man (Yeah) Pour up, why you counting up with both hands?
[Verse 1] I gave you my heart, but forgot to mention, be loving too hard Been down from the start, but you do enough 'cause you caught you a star Just know who you are, yeah And you'll go really far, yeah, yeah Some days I be wishing I'm dead Can't be bitching, I must get this bread But I keep that shit on the low I might go a few days and make no posts They like, "Where the **** did you go?" But right now I gotta deal with a boatload Forever gon' love all my bros 'Lеss some niggas be breaking thе bro code Man, I put that shit on my soul We never gon' love on these hoes These bitches be doing the most, yeah
[Chorus] Shown up, shorty thought I was the postman (Yeah) Showed up and she throw it back with no hands (Oh) Hold up, I ain't never needed no man (Yeah) Pour up, why you counting up with both hands?
[Post-Chorus] Yeah, yeah And all I know Is that she needs the postman, postman, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2] They say I look just like my mama But I get to start tripping and act like my papa I put a whole lot in this chopper Or I might just sit back, make a call to my shotter I go hard in the paint like I'm Waka All you niggas be smoking that flakka Tell her throw it with no hands, Waka Flocka She wanna romance 'cause I got lot of dollars Go through this shit day to day Out the hood, give a **** what a hater say I been good 'cause they know that I paved the way Light a 'Wood for my niggas that fade away Wish I could, then I would known a greater day I be rocking that Bathing Ape While your nigga be rocking that shit off the layaway Wanna drip, gotta pay to play And you know I be tribulation when the paper lay, yeah
[Chorus] Shown up, shorty thought I was the postman (Yeah) Showed up and she throw it back with no hands (Oh) Hold up, I ain't never needed no man (Yeah) Pour up, why you counting up with both hands?
[Post-Chorus] Yeah, yeah And all I know Is that she needs the postman, postman, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
[Outro] Hey, Mister Postman, look and see (Woah, yeah) Is there a letter in your bag for me? (Please, please, Mister Postman) 'Cause it's been a mighty long time (Woah, yeah) Since I heard from this boyfriend of mine
作词 : Christian Todd 作曲 : Christian Todd [Intro] Woah, yes, wait a minute, Mister Postman Wait, Mister Postman
[Chorus] Shown up, shorty thought I was the postman (Yeah) Showed up and she throw it back with no hands (Oh) Hold up, I ain't never needed no man (Yeah) Pour up, why you counting up with both hands?
[Verse 1] I gave you my heart, but forgot to mention, be loving too hard Been down from the start, but you do enough 'cause you caught you a star Just know who you are, yeah And you'll go really far, yeah, yeah Some days I be wishing I'm dead Can't be bitching, I must get this bread But I keep that shit on the low I might go a few days and make no posts They like, "Where the **** did you go?" But right now I gotta deal with a boatload Forever gon' love all my bros 'Lеss some niggas be breaking thе bro code Man, I put that shit on my soul We never gon' love on these hoes These bitches be doing the most, yeah
[Chorus] Shown up, shorty thought I was the postman (Yeah) Showed up and she throw it back with no hands (Oh) Hold up, I ain't never needed no man (Yeah) Pour up, why you counting up with both hands?
[Post-Chorus] Yeah, yeah And all I know Is that she needs the postman, postman, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2] They say I look just like my mama But I get to start tripping and act like my papa I put a whole lot in this chopper Or I might just sit back, make a call to my shotter I go hard in the paint like I'm Waka All you niggas be smoking that flakka Tell her throw it with no hands, Waka Flocka She wanna romance 'cause I got lot of dollars Go through this shit day to day Out the hood, give a **** what a hater say I been good 'cause they know that I paved the way Light a 'Wood for my niggas that fade away Wish I could, then I would known a greater day I be rocking that Bathing Ape While your nigga be rocking that shit off the layaway Wanna drip, gotta pay to play And you know I be tribulation when the paper lay, yeah
[Chorus] Shown up, shorty thought I was the postman (Yeah) Showed up and she throw it back with no hands (Oh) Hold up, I ain't never needed no man (Yeah) Pour up, why you counting up with both hands?
[Post-Chorus] Yeah, yeah And all I know Is that she needs the postman, postman, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
[Outro] Hey, Mister Postman, look and see (Woah, yeah) Is there a letter in your bag for me? (Please, please, Mister Postman) 'Cause it's been a mighty long time (Woah, yeah) Since I heard from this boyfriend of mine
