Tom: D
G: 320033
Bm/F#: 224432
F: 133211
C/E: 032010
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
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 | x4
C |
She's got me like nobody |
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Capo 2 Version
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Capo 2
A: x02220
C#m/G#: 446654
G: 320033
D/F#: 2x0232
I make her say
A C#m/G#
Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (when I)
G D/F#
Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (I make her say)
A C#m/G#
Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (What Up)
G D/F#
Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (me first)
A C#m/G#
She wanna have whatever she like
G
She can if she bring her friend
D/F#
And we can have one hell of a night, through the day
A
Ay I mean stand like a grouper cuz you gotta beeper
C#m/G#
I mean prime might be sayin you ain't joggin either
G
But man ol' girl gotta phat ol' ass
D/F#
Yeah the type to make you tell a bitch just dance
A
And fuck them otha niggas cuz you down for her bitches
C#m/G#
And fuck them otha niggas cuz she down for the stickin
G
And fuck them otha niggas cuz hope down for sum lickin
D/F#
And fuck them otha bitches cuz she down for the trickin
A
I'm hoping she a rider
C#m/G#
When it's said and done will she spit it up and swallow now
G
I ain't got trip bout them niggas who like her
D/F#
Cuz me and mommy know, could really make her go
Chorus
A C#m/G#
She say she want whatever she like
G
She say she gonna bring her friend
D/F#
And we gonna have a hell of a night threw the day I made her say
A
Hold up (yeah), born in 88 (word)
C#m/G#
How old is that (damn), old enough
G
I got seniority, with the sorority
D/F#
So, that explains why I love college
A
Getting brain in the library cuz I love knowledge
C#m/G#
When you used your medulla oblongata
G
And give me scoliosis until I comatose'st
D/F#
And do while i'm sleep, yeah a lil osmosis
A
And that's my commandment, you ain't gotta ask moses
C#m/G#
More champagne, more toasts'st
G
More damn planes, more coasts'st
D/F#
And fuck the bus, the benz is parked like rosa (osa)
Chorus
A C#m/G#
She say she want whatever she like
G
She say she gonna bring her friend
C/E
And we can have one hell of a night, through the day
A
She blamed it on the al-A-A-al-A-alcohol
C#m/G#
She had her hair did, it was bound to fall
G
Down down for a damn, Cudi already said it
D/F#
Her poker face book I'd already read it
A
But man her head was gooder than a music
C#m/G#
Electro body, known to blow fuses
G
A stripper from the south lookin' for a payday
D/F#
Said bitch you should do it for the love like Ray J
A
but they say you be on the conscious tip
C#m/G#
Get your head right and get up on this conscious dick
G
I embody everything from the godly to the party
D/F#
It's the way I was raised on the southside safari, so
Chorus
A A/G# |
Can't read my, can't read my |
F#m |
No he can't read on my poker face | x4
D |
She's got me like nobody |
