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 f*ck them otha niggas cuz you down for her bitches Bm/F# And f*ck them otha niggas cuz she down for the stickin F And f*ck them otha niggas cuz hope down for sum lickin C/E And f*ck 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 f*ck 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 C/E 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 A 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 D/F# Can't read my, can't read my Em No he can't read on my poker face C She's got me like nobody (x4)
