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Pokerface
Lyricist:Reginald Gibson, Roger Roberts
(Gamble) (Gamble) (Nobody move) Smoothe Da Hustler Ugh, yeah, ugh, yeah, now fuck that Check this out, man, youknowmsayin'?
All you niggas with them muthafuckin' pokerface on And don't know how to pull no real ass cards You step your punk ass back into the plaster, nigga You understand me? I'm not tryin' to feel you Straight up
Pokerface
Cash in your chips, I'm hot, I got the fever Where the dealer? Nobody move, it's my turn I'm shakin' the dice of life with a tight grip
I'm flippin' the numbers, mayn A hustler that be lovin' pain You better watch the dice 'cause they be runnin' game The name don't fit the face mask and all my whole nine You [unverified]with a .45
And I bust it through your pokerface 'Cause I know it's fake and simple [unverified]pimp Seein' through your face like [unverified] On a hoe named Pimples Yeah, that's what you covered with
Pits all in your face, no deeper than dimples Niggas is shallow but I'm knowin' 'Cause I got the nostrils that knows I'm the shit Smell me, really do [unverified]a lots intoxants
You can't peep me, keep my face, You frostbitten freaky My grill stayin' in 3-d You, you, you can't, can't, can't see See, see me, me, me
Who got the dice so I can take your life Cash in your chips, I'm hot I got the fever sittin' on a block of ice Still can't peep me, keep my face You frostbitten freaky and I stay cocked
You cats is rappin' with jokerlips With them corny ass stiff comedian ass ingredients Fly niggas get broke like kites (What?) When you gamblin' for your life With only two poker chips
Strip, click-clack, you know that shit Niggas shakin' the dice like mice runnin' a rat race Well in that case rewind a nigga twice like Christ I'm rockin' his daddy's ice (That's some cold shit)
We give a fuck about ridin' a trick in a Six Or decoratin' a vagina with diamonds Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Playas that need to get traded And dropped off on a slave island in the Caymans
A granddaddy at phrasin' And a master at assemblin' ass in pasture when it's grazin', I'll pull your broad like a horse And I'm holding the reins 'cause I'm alway reignin' I'm always flamin', I stay high when I'm bustin' I stay cock-poppin'
You cocky-ass Rocky's And lady, I ain't the father of your baby, hoe When your pokerface look like mashed potatoes And gravy though, you need to eat, huh? You look the part but you don't walk the talk
The toes are like ten lies on your feet When you speak no heed You couldn't bake big pies with the recipe If I leave you in a darkest den You likes to see the rest of me
Pokerface
Who got the dice so I can take your life Cash in your chips, I'm hot I got the fever sittin' on a block of ice Still can't peep me, keep my face You frostbitten freaky and I stay cocked
My pokerface is so straight I can buy the painting of Mona Lisa with a visa Or you can invest in me A real shark at the bottom of an infested sea
The style is on the run, my rap sheets is deep But the hip hop police ain't arrestin' me Move that vehicle, this ain't the streets you park on Start dippin' into some parkin' lot pimpin' Move out that marked zone
Unplug your microphone and turn on your VCR And watch this porno star Leave your ass like gas Stuck and fucked and mad Rippin' the doors off the hinges
Jealous niggas wanna kill me 'Cause I'm in they hood like a engine I'm just idlin' with a game of God fame And broads got you doin' strict crossovers like Iverson These herbs be herbed, Chinese vitamins?
Nah, these niggas need verbs That's so cold to keep hype niggas in furs I'm gone, one, bum ass dumb nigga My pokerface got nerves
Who got the dice so I can take your life Cash in your chips, I'm hot I got the fever sittin' on a block of ice Still can't peep me, keep my face You frostbitten freaky and I stay cocked
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