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Posty Jive Video (MV)




Performed By: Mr Postman
Length: 3:12
Written by: Isaac Bognuda
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Mr Postman - Posty Jive Lyrics




Yuh yuh f*cking Posty jive
Huh huh f*cking posty jive
Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Feelin good I'mma spit it uh f*cking live

Get up off your seat
Get up on your feet
Go ahead get it out bow a f*cking yeet
Bust it down so good so you can't get beat
Posty jive always got you feeling f*cking neat
I been jiving since I came out the womb
I been vibing f*cking up the whole room
If you feeling dazed and confused
Don't worry 'bout it you going know pretty soon
I take the Shaka uhh
And make a Shaka bruh
Or a sieg heil
U choose uh huh
It ain't hard to do, I'm f*cking un-co
Made it for my main fans, and my uncle
I'm up on the stage looking at my crowd
Ain't nobody sitting down that's what I'm about
I feel it coming f*cking up the rolling loud
Pray to god I'mma make my momma f*cking proud
And my sisters ain't forgetting Nannan
I can't? I'm feeling like I can man
Frog splash, early 2000's fan
Off the top rope call me Rob Van Dam

Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Huh huh f*cking posty jive
Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Feeling good I'mma spit it uh f*cking live

I think we need a medic
I done caused a whole wave
F*cking epidemic
Dance battles
Young cats n old fools
Real cool dudes
Whoever's winning playing wit my tools
The word you can go ahead and spread it
Some won't understand but my dogg will get it
The bar I just motherf*cking set it
Call and raise you can go ahead and bet it
Tell me now are you ready
Call the president
Get up on your jetty
Pilots listening to me
That flight won't be steady
He ain't check the gas tank
Might be outta peddy, look look
Time to buckle up crash landing
But I'm pissing, I continue standing
And the girls just keep on fanning
Got all these nerds raving stanning

Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Huh huh f*cking posty jive
Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Feeling good I'mma spit it uh f*cking live

Oh shit here come the military
Sounds like marching but they ain't looking scary
Video that shit on my blackberry
Zoom in and see my nigga that's Jerry
He shooting everybody with a damn staple gun
I'mma go join in that shit look fun
Yo Jerry come on throw us one
He celebrating the birthday of his son
Another flight now I'm in North Korea
Sorry Kim Jong but I wouldn't wanna be ya
U be claiming that u a supreme leader
But u can't be till Posty teach ya
How to run it and feel the control
Loosen up give them shoulders a young roll
Hit the streets go for a f*cking stroll
Hit the halftime show at the Super Bowl
Then you know we really spreading the point
Willie Nelson just past me the cross joint
I'm puff puff passing rolling up a blunt
I'mma turn this old soul back to front

Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Huh huh f*cking posty jive
Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Feeling good I'mma spit it uh f*cking live

Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Huh huh f*cking posty jive
Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Feeling good I'mma spit it uh f*cking live
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Yuh yuh f*cking Posty jive
Huh huh f*cking posty jive
Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Feelin good I'mma spit it uh f*cking live

Get up off your seat
Get up on your feet
Go ahead get it out bow a f*cking yeet
Bust it down so good so you can't get beat
Posty jive always got you feeling f*cking neat
I been jiving since I came out the womb
I been vibing f*cking up the whole room
If you feeling dazed and confused
Don't worry 'bout it you going know pretty soon
I take the Shaka uhh
And make a Shaka bruh
Or a sieg heil
U choose uh huh
It ain't hard to do, I'm f*cking un-co
Made it for my main fans, and my uncle
I'm up on the stage looking at my crowd
Ain't nobody sitting down that's what I'm about
I feel it coming f*cking up the rolling loud
Pray to god I'mma make my momma f*cking proud
And my sisters ain't forgetting Nannan
I can't? I'm feeling like I can man
Frog splash, early 2000's fan
Off the top rope call me Rob Van Dam

Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Huh huh f*cking posty jive
Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Feeling good I'mma spit it uh f*cking live

I think we need a medic
I done caused a whole wave
F*cking epidemic
Dance battles
Young cats n old fools
Real cool dudes
Whoever's winning playing wit my tools
The word you can go ahead and spread it
Some won't understand but my dogg will get it
The bar I just motherf*cking set it
Call and raise you can go ahead and bet it
Tell me now are you ready
Call the president
Get up on your jetty
Pilots listening to me
That flight won't be steady
He ain't check the gas tank
Might be outta peddy, look look
Time to buckle up crash landing
But I'm pissing, I continue standing
And the girls just keep on fanning
Got all these nerds raving stanning

Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Huh huh f*cking posty jive
Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Feeling good I'mma spit it uh f*cking live

Oh shit here come the military
Sounds like marching but they ain't looking scary
Video that shit on my blackberry
Zoom in and see my nigga that's Jerry
He shooting everybody with a damn staple gun
I'mma go join in that shit look fun
Yo Jerry come on throw us one
He celebrating the birthday of his son
Another flight now I'm in North Korea
Sorry Kim Jong but I wouldn't wanna be ya
U be claiming that u a supreme leader
But u can't be till Posty teach ya
How to run it and feel the control
Loosen up give them shoulders a young roll
Hit the streets go for a f*cking stroll
Hit the halftime show at the Super Bowl
Then you know we really spreading the point
Willie Nelson just past me the cross joint
I'm puff puff passing rolling up a blunt
I'mma turn this old soul back to front

Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Huh huh f*cking posty jive
Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Feeling good I'mma spit it uh f*cking live

Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Huh huh f*cking posty jive
Yuh yuh f*cking posty jive
Feeling good I'mma spit it uh f*cking live
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Writer: Isaac Bognuda
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