Make Her Say (I Poke Her Face)

[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' ass Yeah, the type to make you tell a bitch just dance And fuck them other niggas cause you down for her bitches Fuck them other niggas cause she down for the stickin' And fuck them other niggas, hope she down for some lickin' And fuck them other bitches 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 niggas 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 fuck 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, "bitch, 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