It's The Postaboy chords by Pete Rock
Verse 1
Em
Uh, yeah, yeah
Harlem, Postaboy, let's go
Harlem, PB, Pete Rock, woo woo
Uhh, let's go
Verse 2
Em
I'ma show you how we get down like,
with this pound like
Since I'm in a Caddy P
this what it sound like
D
Em
Uhh, yeah this what you clowns like
And since you're on my dick nigga
this what uptown like
Geah, I'm on top of my A game
Blew two hundred thou', got
it back on the haste gang
Posta back in the building
The one o six hall of famer t-
shirt is back in the ceiling
I'm a new artist but it's like
I'm platinum plus
E'ry day, spend superstar rapper bucks
Go to the dealer, cop trucks after trucks
High as a kite, rollin' dutch after dutch
Honey leavin' the scene with me
Now she wanna get a room,
but at one nineteen with me
Lowrider jeans, fanny pokin' out the pants
Do the snake, the wop and the uh- oh dance,
ohh!
[Chorus] Make way it's the Postaboy
Verse 3
Em
Yeah
the Postaboy, with
the Wonder Boy
We got the ladies in the club
makin' all that noise
Winning Team outside,
you don't see our toys (woo woo)
Make way it's the Postaboy
Yeah the Postaboy, with
the Wonder Boy
They got the ladies in the crowd
makin' all that noise
Beep beep, I'm a boss,
I don't drive my toys
Verse 4
Em
You can find me uptown, uptown,
low in cement be's
Rollin up in the club like the {?}
I don't know why you hate me,
I'm tryin' to date me
A hot mami like Tammy at AE
Jump, I say that I'm focused
And just how thirsty all these hoes is
Wide door knockers with the
rings in they noses
I J, then they knockin' at my
door like Jehovahs
I start checkin' my peep mo'
I come from Harlem,
the home of the hustler negroes
Like, R.P., Alpo
Jim Ice, Nicky Barnes,
and my nigga Bumpy John
All I need is a pair of my Pro*Keds
Half moon part and a two-
wheel moped
Quarter water,
Jimmy Chu's for my honey
It's the Postaboy, Winning Team,
Verse 5
good money
Em
[Chorus]
I said throw yo' lighters in the
motherfuckin' urr
The roof on fire and not a
muh'fucker curr
There's so many bunnies
and I'm seein' over her
Every time I turn around,
couple durr, couple durr
Hey! I'm mean mixin' my two- step
Now little birdie wanna call
me Hugh Hef'
Pimp so hard 'til there ain't
no juice left
I been around the world,
Verse 6
I done toured the U.S.
Em
Here we go, c'mon
Now here we go, c'mon
D
Em
Now here we go, c'mon
Now here we go, c'mon
Yeah!
Outro 1
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Em
It's The Postaboy
Pete Rock
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