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Po, po, po, pokerface
Po, po, po, pokerface
'No Ceilings'
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Po, po, po, pokerface
Po, po, po, pokerface
She said, said she can fuck me right
I made her fuck her friend
She say don't call her a dike
Well, that's gay
I met her on Monday and fucked her all week
'Cause every time she leave she come back to the tree
She know I love brain so I treat her like a geek
She love the way I spit so I made the pussy gleet
Wildin' with my niggas and I don't give a fuck
So I circle the bitches, we rounding them up
I treat her like I need her, I'm knowing if I eat her
She gon' tell Quieta and Quieta like the media
Woopty woo to the bloods
Her lipstick match my flag that swag
Weezy F baby, got lust that drag
I put 'em in your mouth till you choke and gag
I poke her face off
And now she faceless
I poke her so much
I deserve a bracelet
Young Money
I poke her face off
And now she faceless
And I just make poker faces facelift
Chi Town girl, bag match her heels
Ass hella fake but it feel real
And it felt great when we had sex
I tow her out the frame, pics of my ex
From my aspect I love your assets
I love your mini skirt, azizzi access
Pipe game, never mediocre
So that relationship is over once I poke her
She said she wanted a tour of the two of us
So I gave her a tour of the tour bus
It was all lust on the tour bus
'Cause she did all us on the tour bus like
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Po, po, po, pokerface
Po, po, po, pokerface
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Po, po, po, pokerface
Po, po, po, pokerface
Po, po, po, pokerface
Po, po, po, pokerface
Po, po, po, pokerface
Po, po, po, pokerface
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