Pac Div - Posted lyrics
[Pac Div - Posted lyrics]
Laid low, in the cut, lamped up - Posted
Laid low, in the cut, lamped up - Posted
Laid low, in the cut, lamped up - Posted
Posted, posted, posted
Hey man, I'm posted, laid low, in the cut
Lamped up came through in a range rover
Nigga, beep beep, nigga, back up
We four deep, Pac'd up
Just in case she act up
Get stomped out, smacked up, ambulances
Fire trucks
Wired up, high as fuck, making loot
You drying up you stay at home, we flying
Out, you falling off, we climbing up
And I'm too cool for these ratchet bitches
Too cool for these average niggas
Who the - who the fuck asked you, niggas?
Vroom vroom, I move past you niggas
Posted, laid low, in the cut like nigga
What? I got an 1
8 to smoke, she got a big ol' butt
I'm motivating, she motivated
Damn, that ass is amaz-on
Tank top and my J's on
No chain on, but I stay on
Got a magazine with my face on
And I'm posted!
I said Pac Div in the cut
Nigga we been doing good
Stocking cap or Roger Zapp
I might keep it super hood
Old school with the newest wood
I'm posted up and I'm drape down
We drinking on them chickens
Homes, you sending hoes, that paypal
I bend a corner and break
Out, Betty Crocker that cake, wow
Down to earth but I'm spaced
Out, pound of herb, now break down
I'm lamping, I'm low-key
My mind be on my business
I'm remy martin cup sipping
Might be out for Christmas
Might be out at Fox Hills
Might be out at Lenox
Them yellow broads with me like they
Might be out the Simpsons
Right beside my pimpin
That's the only way to get it
Catch a nigga lamped up, only way of living
Posted, in the cut, low pro, Nate Robinson
Ballin, D wade, Chris Paul, AI
And I'm hoopin where you been? WHo me?
Overseas, rocking shows, clocking
Dough, knocking hoes, smoking trees
Pounds, Euros, nouns, plural
Save the tough talk and
You clowns are churros
Sweet boy, we got heat boy
You a decoy, so please, quit
My soldiers have been deployed
You get destroyed, you in deep shit
Beastin, beastin, solid like Ironman
And while that iron hot I
Put that California crease in
LA, NY, been fly, been flown
In Rome, been grown, fuck boy, get gone
We big dogs, yall small fleas
Don't bother me with small fees
Ay, hold up, I'm busy though, I'll call you
Don't call me i'm posted
Laid low, in the cut, lamped up - Posted
Laid low, in the cut, lamped up - Posted
Posted, posted, posted
Hey man, I'm posted, laid low, in the cut
Lamped up came through in a range rover
Nigga, beep beep, nigga, back up
We four deep, Pac'd up
Just in case she act up
Get stomped out, smacked up, ambulances
Fire trucks
Wired up, high as fuck, making loot
You drying up you stay at home, we flying
Out, you falling off, we climbing up
And I'm too cool for these ratchet bitches
Too cool for these average niggas
Who the - who the fuck asked you, niggas?
Vroom vroom, I move past you niggas
Posted, laid low, in the cut like nigga
What? I got an 1
8 to smoke, she got a big ol' butt
I'm motivating, she motivated
Damn, that ass is amaz-on
Tank top and my J's on
No chain on, but I stay on
Got a magazine with my face on
And I'm posted!
I said Pac Div in the cut
Nigga we been doing good
Stocking cap or Roger Zapp
I might keep it super hood
Old school with the newest wood
I'm posted up and I'm drape down
We drinking on them chickens
Homes, you sending hoes, that paypal
I bend a corner and break
Out, Betty Crocker that cake, wow
Down to earth but I'm spaced
Out, pound of herb, now break down
I'm lamping, I'm low-key
My mind be on my business
I'm remy martin cup sipping
Might be out for Christmas
Might be out at Fox Hills
Might be out at Lenox
Them yellow broads with me like they
Might be out the Simpsons
Right beside my pimpin
That's the only way to get it
Catch a nigga lamped up, only way of living
Posted, in the cut, low pro, Nate Robinson
Ballin, D wade, Chris Paul, AI
And I'm hoopin where you been? WHo me?
Overseas, rocking shows, clocking
Dough, knocking hoes, smoking trees
Pounds, Euros, nouns, plural
Save the tough talk and
You clowns are churros
Sweet boy, we got heat boy
You a decoy, so please, quit
My soldiers have been deployed
You get destroyed, you in deep shit
Beastin, beastin, solid like Ironman
And while that iron hot I
Put that California crease in
LA, NY, been fly, been flown
In Rome, been grown, fuck boy, get gone
We big dogs, yall small fleas
Don't bother me with small fees
Ay, hold up, I'm busy though, I'll call you
Don't call me i'm posted