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Lady Gaga - Make Her Say Lyrics

[Chorus: Lady Gaga & GiLLaTEEN]
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Yeah
Pa-pa-pa-poke her face
My bank account?
Pa-pa-poke her face
One comma
Oh, oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-oh-oh
I'm rich, nigga
Pa-pa-pa-poke her face
Let's go
Pa-pa-poke her face

[Verse 1: GiLLaTEEN]
And I'm so paid, pockets sag like your nana
That's why I say "Cheese" when I smile for the camera
Front page, who am I?
Call a nigga Dracula, all I do is count
And I don't lose count, see the mountains I amount?
Deuce-deuce, I am out, to the dealer, buy him out
Take the Porsche out the garage, put the Bimm' on time-out
If y'all really got bread, why the birds flyin' south?
Burnin' holes in your pocket? Bitch, shut your lyin' mouth
Next, Dairy Queen, play the pussy, tambourine
Everything I fuck look like Angeline Jolie
Holy shit
Can't slow these grips, so don't hate
Yeah, a nigga always baked, but I still got cake
'Cause I'm robbin', niggas callin' me "Baskin"
When my tape droppin'? Niggas callin' me, askin'
In the meantime, my neck chillin' up in Aspen
Cash bundled up like a fuckin' Alaskan, what happened? Uh
[Chorus: Lady Gaga & JaY STeeZ]
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh
Shit
Oh-oh-oh
[?]
Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face
I can't help it
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, hah
Ah-ah-ah-oh-oh
Yo
Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face
Goodmornin', world
Look

[Verse 2: JaY STeeZ]
There's many fish in the sea, but see, STeeZ goin' crabbin' in
Next chick hit me up, no doubt I'm smashin' it
She like my sensual seduction, no braggin'
But I leave her on cloud nine and nickname her Anakin
Don't got to spit, 'cause she already know the deal
Come over and I teach her somethin' new, show-and-tell
No implication, but when you feel the sensation
Between your legs, you could just set up a time and place, now
She on top, no, it ain't MySpace
Her fam's a cock-block, so she over at my place
She a fanatic of my crazy prophylactics
But she keep it on the low, just in case she get irate
Good loving's what she want, I deliver it
First round and I'ma leave you speakin' gibberish
No jokin', this lady, she got me open
And her legs haven't been since the last time she did a split
[Chorus: Lady Gaga & BlakkJakk (The Rhymer)]
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Whassup?
Pa-pa-pa-poke her face
Uh-huh
Pa-pa-poke her face
Yellow Tape
Oh, oh-oh-oh
The Rhymer
Ah-ah-ah-oh-oh
Listen
Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face
We gon' do it like this, yo

[Verse 3: BlakkJakk (The Rhymer)]
Plenty guppies in the sea, yeah, that's why I'm fishin' with a net
Jakk book full of pigeons, bird call, pipin' it
You know the game, live life, never wife a chick
You know the price that is, in the times we're in?
I poke her face, for formal introduction
And it's your move, get physical, no need to stimulate discussions
I'm a modern day King Midas, gold caps when we touchin'
Lustin', bustin', us in spread sheets
Then she said this was her song and threw it back on me
I should've paid more attention to her in class, probably
'Cause sweetheart, shit, you's the hottest
Now, let all of your garments melt off your body
And I know that's no way to treat a lady
But you gotta understand, you's a groupie, baby, damn
And you rockin' with The Rhymer, so I'ma
Sit and recline on this couch, and you can find your way down south
[Outro: Lady Gaga]
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face
Oh, oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-oh-oh
Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face
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
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