A-Trak - I Poke Her Face lyrics

[Hook: Kid Cudi & Lady Gaga] 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 [Verse: Kid Cudi] 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 ain't jockin' either But man, oh 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!tches 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!tches 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 [Hook] [Verse: Kanye West] She said she want whatever she like She said she gone' bring her friend Now we gone' 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 commitment you ain't gotta ask Moses More champagne more toast'es More damn planes, more coast'es And f** a bus, the Benz is parked like Rosa .... [Hook] [Verse: 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!tch 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 Its the way I was raised on the south side safari, so [Verse: Lady Gaga x2] Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face She's got me like nobody