Pose ft. 805 Enavol Lyrics

Oh, stop, if you hit my ass, I'll block

I'm done, fucked up

Hit up my phone, and call my number

Wanna cruise in a hot pink hummer?

Give a kiss, you'll feel the bliss

Address this ass as misses miss

Oh no, What to do?

Roman and Liv, have got to go

Pack up

Competitions real hard

Can't keep Loman apart

Fuck up the world

It's my favorite song

Hit me up, like, what could go wrong?

Oh-em-gee, I'm riding D

And would you please stop staring at me?

That's sick, bite my lip

Belly dancing from hip to hip

Gotta stop, yea, what's up?

I'm already ready for my close up

Now pose, strike a pose

Hit him up with the baggy clothes

Now pose, head to toes

Anything I say goes

Hands on your head, now, give a me shoulder

Stand still, like you're rocking a boulder

P-p-p-p-pose

Wrist on your waist, now bend to the side

Body popping, like the water on tide

P-p-p-p-pose

Pose for the gods

Shoot for the stars

Listen up, when I drop these bars

I'm hotter

Than boiling water

More talented, than your daughter

Diamonds on me, VVS

You tryna replicate my success

Everybody wanna be in my ass

Icon livin' like Jaden said

Don't you wanna come in here don't

Don't you wanna love on me

I know that you wanna touch

Hands on your head, now, give a me shoulder

Stand still, like you're rocking a boulder

P-p-p-p-pose

Wrist on your waist, now, bend to the side

Body popping, like the water on tide

P-p-p-p-pose

Pose for the gods

Shoot for the stars

Listen up, when I drop these bars

I'm hotter

Than boiling water

More talented, than your daughter

Pose, I'm the bitch with a cunt

With a cunt, with a cunt

Pose, I'm the bitch with a tale, like a fairy tale

Pose, I'm the bitch with a license, crashed twice since the license

Pose, I'm the bitch with the fashion, with a big-big passion

Hands on your head, now, give a me shoulder

Stand still, like you're rocking a boulder

P-p-p-p-pose

Wrist on your waist, now, bend to the side

Body popping, like the water on tide

P-p-p-p-pose

Pose for the gods

Shoot for the stars

Listen up, when I drop these bars

I'm hotter

Than boiling water

More talented, than your daughter