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POSE!
R&B/Soul
POSE! was released on August 27, 2025 by onaKlouud as a part of the album POSE! - Single
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Release DateAugust 27, 2025
LabelonaKlouud
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM181

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LuvTre
LuvTre
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrone Moore III
Tyrone Moore III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DopekidGid
DopekidGid
Producer

Lyrics

And she a model, told her"Strike a pose"
You Wanna live inside my life, she in the centerfold
I know you dealin' with some lames
I'm not one of those
Baby, you could set the speed, you could drive
The boat
I pop my shit like, laddi-daddi-dee
When I walk through
Yeah, I see your friend but I swear to God
I want you
I could bring the weed, baby, you could bring the fronto
You ain't gotta leave we can end it on a high note
Monclear, my coat, I ain't freezin' no more
Girl, I'm fresh to death, I'll be fly in the morgue
And I know you heard some rumors about me
Give a fuck 'bout what they say
They just mad cause they not like me
Got Three digits on the dash, I be pushin' like
It's lightspeed
And that boy ain't got no swag, it's so sad
Cause he a hypebeast
Let's go back to you
If the odds is in my favor, baby, I'm bagging you
And if you down to ride, baby, I'll stack with you
I said, let's run it up
You know I'm stuck up in the lab, 'Til the morning sun
I've been working on my soul lately, I don't wanna front
Sorry for the ego baby
I'm my momma youngest son
You know I'm baby boy
I smoke so much to feel alright
This shit gon' fill a void
You pop that shit, you got some problems that you can't avoid
But if you got me, then I got you, girl, don't hit ignore
Complicated soul, been through hell and back
I was on the road and you couldn't handle that
Right, I can catch a flight just tell me where you at
Baby you can drop the Lo
And she a model, told her"Strike a pose"
You Wanna live inside my life, she in the centerfold
I know you dealin' with some lames
I'm not one of those
Baby, you could set the speed, you could drive
The boat
I pop my shit like, laddi-daddi-dee
When I walk through
Yeah, I see your friend but I swear to God
I want you
I could bring the weed, baby, you could bring the fronto
You ain't gotta leave we can end it on a high note
Written by: Tyrone Moore III
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