Capo 4th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (when I)

Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (I make her say)

Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (What Up)

Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker 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

 Ay I mean stand like a grouper cuz you gotta beeper

 I mean prime might be sayin you ain't joggin either

 But man ol' girl gotta phat ol' ass

Yeah the type to make you tell a bitch just dance

 And fuck them otha niggas cuz you down for her bitches

 And fuck them otha niggas cuz she down for the stickin

 And fuck them otha niggas cuz hope down for sum lickin

 And fuck them otha bitches cuz she down for the trickin

I'm hoping she a rider

 When it's said and done will she spit it up and swallow now

I ain't got trip bout them niggas who like her

 Cuz me and mommy know, could really make her go

Chorus

She say she want whatever she like

 She say she gonna bring her friend

 And we gonna have a hell of a night threw the day I made her say

Hold up (yeah), born in 88 (word)

How old is that (damn), old enough

I got seniority, with the sorority

So, that explains why I love college

 Getting brain in the library cuz I love knowledge

 When you used your medulla oblongata

 And give me scoliosis until I comatose'st

 And do while i'm sleep, yeah a lil osmosis

 And that's my commandment, you ain't gotta ask moses

 More champagne, more toasts'st

More damn planes, more coasts'st

 And fuck the bus, the benz is parked like rosa (osa)

Chorus

She say she want whatever she like

 She say she gonna bring her friend

 And we can have one hell of a night, through the day

 She blamed it on the al---al--alcohol

 She had her hair did, it was bound to fall

 Down down for a damn, Cudi already said it

 Her poker face book I'd already read it

 But man her head was gooder than a 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 J

 but they say you be on the conscious tip

 Get your head right and get up on this conscious dick

 I embody everything from the godly to the party

 It's the way I was raised on the southside safari, so

Chorus

Can't read my, can't read my |

 No he can't read on my poker face | x4

She's got me like nobody |

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I make her say

Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (when I)

Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (I make her say)

Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (What Up)

Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker 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

 Ay I mean stand like a grouper cuz you gotta beeper

 I mean prime might be sayin you ain't joggin either

 But man ol' girl gotta phat ol' ass

Yeah the type to make you tell a bitch just dance

 And fuck them otha niggas cuz you down for her bitches

 And fuck them otha niggas cuz she down for the stickin

 And fuck them otha niggas cuz hope down for sum lickin

 And fuck them otha bitches cuz she down for the trickin

I'm hoping she a rider

 When it's said and done will she spit it up and swallow now

I ain't got trip bout them niggas who like her

 Cuz me and mommy know, could really make her go

Chorus

She say she want whatever she like

 She say she gonna bring her friend

 And we gonna have a hell of a night threw the day I made her say

Hold up (yeah), born in 88 (word)

How old is that (damn), old enough

I got seniority, with the sorority

So, that explains why I love college

 Getting brain in the library cuz I love knowledge

 When you used your medulla oblongata

 And give me scoliosis until I comatose'st

 And do while i'm sleep, yeah a lil osmosis

 And that's my commandment, you ain't gotta ask moses

 More champagne, more toasts'st

More damn planes, more coasts'st

 And fuck the bus, the benz is parked like rosa (osa)

Chorus

She say she want whatever she like

 She say she gonna bring her friend

 And we can have one hell of a night, through the day

 She blamed it on the al---al--alcohol

 She had her hair did, it was bound to fall

 Down down for a damn, Cudi already said it

 Her poker face book I'd already read it

 But man her head was gooder than a 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 J

 but they say you be on the conscious tip

 Get your head right and get up on this conscious dick

 I embody everything from the godly to the party

 It's the way I was raised on the southside safari, so

Chorus

Can't read my, can't read my |

 No he can't read on my poker face | x4

She's got me like nobody |