[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 fuck 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 fuck 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