I make her say Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh When I P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face I make her say Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh What up P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face Me first!
She wanna have whatever she like She can if she bring her friend And we can have one hell of a night Through the day Eh, I mean staring like a creeper cause you gotta peep ‘er I mean you probably might be saying you aint jockin’ either But man, o girl got a fat old ass Yeah, the type that make you tell a b!tch just dance And fuck them other niggas cause you down for her b!tches Fuck them other niggas cause she down for the stickin’ And fuck them other niggas hope she down for some lickin’ And fuck them other b!tches Cause she’s down for the trickin’ up
IÂ’m hopinÂ’ she a rider When its said and done And she spit it up and swallow now I ainÂ’t got a trip about them niggas who like her But me and mammy know who can really make her go
Lady Gaga Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face (I make her say) Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face
Kanye West She said she want whatever she like She said she goneÂ’ bring her friend Now we goneÂ’ have a hell of a night Through the day I made her say Hold up, born in 88′ How old is that? Old enough I got seniority with the sorority So, that explain why I love college GettinÂ’ brain in the library cause I love knowledge When you use your Medulla Oblongata And give me scoliosis until I comatoses And do it while I sleep yeah a little osmosis And thatÂ’s my commitment you ainÂ’t gotta ask Moses More champagne more toastÂ’es More damn planes, more coastÂ’es And fuck a bus, the Benz is parked like RosaÂ…
I make her say Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh When I P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face I make her say Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh When I P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face I make her say
Common She said she want whatever she like But she gotta bring your friend We could have a hell of a night, through the day She blamed it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol She had her hair did, it was bound to fall Down, down for a damn, Cudi already said it A poker face book I already read it But man, her head was gooder than the music electro body known to blow fuses A stripper from the south lookin for a payday Said bitch you should do it for the love like Ray Jay But they say you be on that conscious tip Get your hair right and get up on this conscious dick I embody everything from the Gali to the party Its the way I was raised on the south side safari, so
Lady GaGa Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face (I make her say)
Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face
Lady Gaga CanÂ’t read my, canÂ’t read my No he canÂ’t read my poker face SheÂ’s got me like nobody (repeat)
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