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Make Her Say
作詞:Scott Ramon Serg Mescudi, Kanye West
I make her say (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) When I (P-p-p-poke her face, p-p-poke her face) I make her say (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) What up? (P-p-p-poke her face, p-p-poke her face) Me first
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, hey
I mean you staring like a creeper 'cause you gotta peep 'er I mean you probably might be sayin' 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 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's down for the trickin' up
I'm hopin' she a rider when it's said and done And she spit it up and swallow now I ain't got a trip about them niggas who like her But me and mammy know who can really make her go
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Ya ya, when I (P-p-p-poke her face, p-p-poke her face) I make her say (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) When I (P-p-p-poke her face, p-p-poke her face) Hey what she talking about, hey?
She said she want whatever she like She said she gon' bring her friend Now we gon' have a hell of a night Through the day I made her say
Hold up, born in '88, how old is that? Man, 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 commandment, you ain't gotta ask Moses
More champagne, more toast'es More damn planes, more coast'es 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 And fuck a bus, the Benz is parked like Rosa-osa
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) When I (P-p-p-poke her face, p-p-poke her face) I make her say, (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) When I (P-p-p-poke her face, p-p-poke her face) I made her say
She said she want whatever she like But ya gotta bring your friend And we could have a hell of a night Through the day
She blamed it on the 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 '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 Gali to the party It's the way I was raised on the South Side safari so
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) When I (P-p-p-poke her face, p-p-poke her face) I made her say (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Ya, when I (P-p-p-poke her face, p-p-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 (Nobody, nobody, nobody)
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