Kid Cudi - Make Her Say lyrics

(I make her say) Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face (I make her say) Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (What up) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face (Me first!) [Kid Cudi] 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 Eh, I mean staring like a creeper cause you gotta peep 'er I mean you probably might be saying you aint jockin' either But man, yo girl got a fat old a** Yeah, the type that make you tell a b**h just dance And f** them other n***as cause you down for her b**hes f** them other n***as cause she down for the stickin' And f** them other n***as hope she down for some lickin' And f** them other b**hes Cause she's down for the trickin' up I'm hopin' she a rider When its said and done And she spit it up and swallow now I ain't got a trip about them n***as who like her But me and mammy know who can really make her go Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face (I make her say) Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face [Kanye West] She said she want whatever she like She said she gon' bring her friend Now we gon' have a hell of a night Through the day I made her say Hold up, born in '88 How old is that? Old enough I got seniority with the sorority So, that explain why I love college Gettin' brain in the library 'cause I love knowledge When you use your Medulla Oblongata And give me scoliosis until I comatoses And do it while I sleep yeah a little osmosis And that’s my commandment you ain’t gotta ask Moses More champagne more toastes More damn planes, more coastes And f** a bus, the Benz is parked like Rosa … (I make her say) Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face (I make her say) Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face (I make her say) [Common] She said she want whatever she like But she gotta bring your friend We could have a hell of a night, through the day She blamed it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol She had her hair did, it was bound to fall Down, down for a damn, Cudi already said it A poker face book I already read it But man, her head was gooder than the music Electro body known to blow fuses A stripper from the south lookin' for a payday Said b**h you should do it for the love like Ray Jay But they say you be on that conscious tip Get your hair right and get up on this conscious dick I embody everything from the Gali to the party It's the way I was raised on the south side safari, so Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face (I make her say) Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh (When I) P-p-p-poker face P-p-poke her face [Lady Gaga] Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face She's got me like nobody Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face She's got me like nobody