Nate Walka - Make Her Say (I Poke Her Face) lyrics

[Hook - Kid Cudi (w/ Lady Gaga)] I make her say (Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh) When I (Pa-pa-pa-poker face, pa-pa-poker face) I make her say (Oh, oh-oh-oh) (AH-AH-AH-OH-OH) Whaddup (Pa-pa-pa-poker face, pa-pa-poker face) [Verse 1 - Kid Cudi] Me first... hehe Uh, uh-uh, 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 starin' like a creeper cause you gotta peep her I mean you prolly might be sayin' you ain't jockin' either But man, ol' girl got a fat ol' a** Yeah, the type to 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 down for the trickin' Love, I'm hopin' she a rider When it's said and done, and do she spit it up or swallow now I ain't gotta trip about them n***as who like her Cause me and mami know who can really make her go [Hook w/ ad-libs & scratches from A-Trak] [Verse 2 - Kanye West] She said she want whatever she like She said she gon' bring her friend And we goin' have a hell of a night, through the day, I made her say Hold up, (yeah?) born in '88 (Word?!) How old is that? (Man!) Old enough I got seniority with the sororities So, that explain why I love college Getting 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'm sleep, yeah a little osmosis And that's my commandment you ain't gotta ask Moses More champagne, more toasts-es More damn planes, more coasts-es And f** a bus, the Benz is parked like Rosa Ohsa [Hook w/ ad-libs & scratches from A-Trak] [Verse 3 - Common] She said she want whatever she like But you gotta bring your friend And we can have one hell of a night, through the day She blamed it on the ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-alcohol She had her hair did, it was bound to fall Down, down for a damn, Cudi already said it Her poker Facebook, I'd already read it But man, her head was gooder than the music Electro body known to blow fuses A stripper from the South, looking for a pay day Said, "b**h, you should do it for the love like Ray J" 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 godly to the party It's the way I was raised on the Southside safari, so