Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Post Pic, artist - cupcakKe. Album song Ephorize, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: cupcakKe
Song language: English
Post Pic |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| I bet your nigga get the lotion |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| I bet your nigga get the lotion |
| Screenshot so much his button got stuck |
| Right by his bitch, he don’t give no fuck |
| He go to the clinic to check his blood |
| Masturbatin' to my pics, he don’t pee in a cup |
| Drop a comment with emoji of an apple |
| My pics on every nigga phone like the apps, so |
| I got the juice, bitch, I got the snapple |
| Only big ballers, I might let tackle (give me that money!) |
| Say you get paper, oh wow (wow) |
| That must be them paper towels (towels) |
| Wipin' your dick from that drown (drown) |
| From starin' at pics for a while |
| Nigga wanna tweet me in my DM’s, sneaky |
| Sendin' dick pics, that’s the size of my pinky |
| I’m too kinky, you can’t please me |
| Can’t double tap it 'cause your hand’s too greasy |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| I bet your nigga get the lotion |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| I bet your nigga get the lotion |
| Bitches scrollin' through my likes, to see what they nigga might like (Lurkin') |
| Long keyboard message he sent (he did!), that’s how you know I’m his type (I am) |
| I’m not tryin' to be your wife (Hell nah), don’t even want you for a night |
| (Hell nah) |
| Not posin' in no dirty mirrors (Nah), so hire a maid to come wipe |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| I bet your nigga get the lotion |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| I bet your nigga get the lotion |
| Fuck a WCW, take me off your page, I got no love for you |
| Pic so cold, got your phone froze, now you need a mother, mother, |
| motherfuckin' troubleshoot |
| Damn, I’m lovin' this view |
| Let me take a pic, right here, need a few, damn |
| That one was cute but gotta take it over 'cause the wind just blew |
| My shit gotta look like perfection, my shit gotta get 'em erections |
| My shit gotta look like I’m up in the church and I’m handin' out so many |
| blessings |
| My pics gotta have 'em distracted, my pics gotta snatch off they edges |
| My pics gotta look like I’m 'bout to go on the cover of the magazine «Essence» |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| I bet your nigga get the lotion |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| Post pic, oh shit |
| I bet your nigga get the lotion |