[00:00.000] 作词 : Christian Todd
[00:00.400] 作曲 : Christian Todd
[00:00.800]Woah yes wait a minute Mister Postman
[00:04.290]Wait Mister Postman
[00:08.410]Shown up shorty thought I was the postman
[00:11.930]Yeah
[00:12.320]Showed up and she throw it back with no hands
[00:15.990]Oh
[00:16.710]Hold up I ain't never needed no man
[00:19.830]Yeah
[00:20.440]Pour up why you counting up with both hands
[00:23.040]I gave you my heart but forgot to mention
[00:24.420]Be loving too hard
[00:26.080]Been down from the start
[00:27.600]But you do enough 'cause you caught you a star
[00:30.080]Just know who you are yeah
[00:32.330]And you'll go really far yeah yeah
[00:34.420]Some days I be wishing I'm dead
[00:36.240]Can't be b***hing I must get this bread
[00:37.880]But I keep that shit on the low
[00:39.590]I might go a few days and make no posts
[00:41.720]They like Where the f**k did you go
[00:43.470]But right now I gotta deal with a boatload
[00:45.730]Forever gon' love all my bros
[00:47.330]Less some nigga s be breaking the bro code
[00:49.370]Man I put that shit on my soul
[00:50.840]We never gon' love on these h*es
[00:52.120]These b***hes be doing the most yeah
[00:55.000]Shown up shorty thought I was the postman
[00:58.280]Yeah
[00:58.790]Showed up and she throw it back with no hands
[01:02.120]Oh
[01:02.630]Hold up I ain't never needed no man
[01:05.820]Yeah
[01:06.630]Pour up why you counting up with both hands
[01:09.860]Yeah yeah
[01:12.620]And all I know
[01:15.250]Is that she needs the postman postman yeah
[01:20.350]Yeah yeah yeah yeah
[01:23.040]Yeah yeah
[01:24.750]They say I look just like my mama
[01:26.490]But I get to start tripping and act like my papa
[01:28.730]I put a whole lot in this chopper
[01:30.250]Or I might just sit back make a call to my shotter
[01:32.480]I go hard in the paint like I'm Waka
[01:34.190]All you nigga s be smoking that flakka
[01:36.160]Tell her throw it with no hands Waka Flocka
[01:37.930]She wanna romance 'cause I got lot of dollars
[01:39.860]Go through this shit day to day
[01:41.040]Out the hood give a f**k what a hater say
[01:42.830]I been good 'cause they know that I paved the way
[01:44.850]Light a 'Wood for my nigga s that fade away
[01:46.680]Wish I could then I would known a greater day
[01:48.610]I be rocking that Bathing Ape
[01:50.200]While your nigga be rocking that shit off the layaway
[01:52.680]Wanna drip gotta pay to play
[01:54.130]And you know I be tribulation when the paper lay yeah
[01:56.810]Shown up shorty thought I was the postman
[02:00.270]Yeah
[02:00.790]Showed up and she throw it back with no hands
[02:04.200]Oh
[02:04.750]Hold up I ain't never needed no man
[02:07.880]Yeah
[02:08.560]Pour up why you counting up with both hands
[02:11.790]Yeah yeah
[02:14.420]And all I know
[02:16.950]Is that she needs the postman postman yeah
[02:22.250]Yeah yeah yeah yeah
[02:24.950]Yeah yeah
[02:27.600]Hey Mister Postman look and see
[02:30.450]Woah yeah
[02:31.660]Is there a letter in your bag for me
[02:34.830]Please please Mister Postman
[02:37.310]'Cause it's been a mighty long time
[02:39.520]Woah yeah
[02:40.210]Since I heard from this boyfriend of mine

作词 : Christian Todd
作曲 : Christian Todd
Woah yes wait a minute Mister Postman
Wait Mister Postman
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
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 b***hing 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 f**k did you go
But right now I gotta deal with a boatload
Forever gon' love all my bros
Less some nigga s be breaking the bro code
Man I put that shit on my soul
We never gon' love on these h*es
These b***hes be doing the most yeah
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
Yeah yeah
And all I know
Is that she needs the postman postman yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
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 nigga s 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 f**k what a hater say
I been good 'cause they know that I paved the way
Light a 'Wood for my nigga s 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
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
Yeah yeah
And all I know
Is that she needs the postman postman yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
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