I make her say
F Am/E
Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (when I)
D# A#/D
Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (I make her say)
F Am/E
Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (What Up)
D# A#/D
Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (me first)
F Am/E
She wanna have whatever she like
D#
She can if she bring her friend
A#/D
And we can have one hell of a night, through the day
F
Ay I mean stand like a grouper cuz you gotta beeper
Am/E
I mean prime might be sayin you ain't joggin either
D#
But man ol' girl gotta phat ol' ass
A#/D
Yeah the type to make you tell a bitch just dance
F
And fuck them otha niggas cuz you down for her bitches
Am/E
And fuck them otha niggas cuz she down for the stickin
D#
And fuck them otha niggas cuz hope down for sum lickin
A#/D
And fuck them otha bitches cuz she down for the trickin
F
I'm hoping she a rider
Am/E
When it's said and done will she spit it up and swallow now
D#
I ain't got trip bout them niggas who like her
A#/D
Cuz me and mommy know, could really make her go
Chorus
F Am/E
She say she want whatever she like
D#
She say she gonna bring her friend
A#/D
And we gonna have a hell of a night threw the day I made her say
F
Hold up (yeah), born in 88 (word)
Am/E
How old is that (damn), old enough
D#
I got seniority, with the sorority
A#/D
So, that explains why I love college
F
Getting brain in the library cuz I love knowledge
Am/E
When you used your medulla oblongata
D#
And give me scoliosis until I comatose'st
A#/D
And do while i'm sleep, yeah a lil osmosis
F
And that's my commandment, you ain't gotta ask moses
Am/E
More champagne, more toasts'st
D#
More damn planes, more coasts'st
A#/D
And fuck the bus, the benz is parked like rosa (osa)
Chorus
F Am/E
She say she want whatever she like
D#
She say she gonna bring her friend
A#/D
And we can have one hell of a night, through the day
F
She blamed it on the al-A-A-al-A-alcohol
Am/E
She had her hair did, it was bound to fall
D#
Down down for a damn, Cudi already said it
A#/D
Her poker face book I'd already read it
F
But man her head was gooder than a music
Am/E
Electro body, known to blow fuses
D#
G stripper from the south lookin' for a payday
A#/D
Said bitch you should do it for the love like Ray J
F
but they say you be on the conscious tip
Am/E
Get your head right and get up on this conscious dick
D#
I embody everything from the godly to the party
A#/D
It's the way I was raised on the southside safari, so
Chorus
F C/E |
Can't read my, can't read my |
Dm |
No he can't read on my poker face | x4
A# |
She's got me like nobody |
Capo 2 Version
Capo 2
A: x02220
C#m/G#: 446654
G: 320033
D/F#: 2x0232
I make her say
G Bm/F#
Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (when I)
F C/E
Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (I make her say)
G Bm/F#
Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (What Up)
F C/E
Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (me first)
G Bm/F#
She wanna have whatever she like
F
She can if she bring her friend
C/E
And we can have one hell of a night, through the day
G
Ay I mean stand like a grouper cuz you gotta beeper
Bm/F#
I mean prime might be sayin you ain't joggin either
F
But man ol' girl gotta phat ol' ass
C/E
Yeah the type to make you tell a bitch just dance
G
And fuck them otha niggas cuz you down for her bitches
Bm/F#
And fuck them otha niggas cuz she down for the stickin
F
And fuck them otha niggas cuz hope down for sum lickin
C/E
And fuck them otha bitches cuz she down for the trickin
G
I'm hoping she a rider
Bm/F#
When it's said and done will she spit it up and swallow now
F
I ain't got trip bout them niggas who like her
C/E
Cuz me and mommy know, could really make her go
Chorus
G Bm/F#
She say she want whatever she like
F
She say she gonna bring her friend
C/E
And we gonna have a hell of a night threw the day I made her say
G
Hold up (yeah), born in 88 (word)
Bm/F#
How old is that (damn), old enough
F
I got seniority, with the sorority
C/E
So, that explains why I love college
G
Getting brain in the library cuz I love knowledge
Bm/F#
When you used your medulla oblongata
F
And give me scoliosis until I comatose'st
C/E
And do while i'm sleep, yeah a lil osmosis
G
And that's my commandment, you ain't gotta ask moses
Bm/F#
More champagne, more toasts'st
F
More damn planes, more coasts'st
C/E
And fuck the bus, the benz is parked like rosa (osa)
Chorus
G Bm/F#
She say she want whatever she like
F
She say she gonna bring her friend
A#/D
And we can have one hell of a night, through the day
G
She blamed it on the al-A-A-al-A-alcohol
Bm/F#
She had her hair did, it was bound to fall
F
Down down for a damn, Cudi already said it
C/E
Her poker face book I'd already read it
G
But man her head was gooder than a music
Bm/F#
Electro body, known to blow fuses
F
G stripper from the south lookin' for a payday
C/E
Said bitch you should do it for the love like Ray J
G
but they say you be on the conscious tip
Bm/F#
Get your head right and get up on this conscious dick
F
I embody everything from the godly to the party
C/E
It's the way I was raised on the southside safari, so
Chorus
G G/F# |
Can't read my, can't read my |
Em |
No he can't read on my poker face | x4
C |
She's got me like nobody |
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