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