[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 ass
Yeah, the type that make you tell a bitch just dance
And fuck them other n***as cause you down for her b!tches
Fuck them other n***as cause she down for the stickin'
And fuck them other n***as hope she down for some lickin'
And fuck 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 fuck 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