Artist: Kid Cudi ft. Kanye west and Common Song: Make Her Say Album: Man On The Moon: The End Of Day Capo 4 G: 320033 B: 224432 F: 133211 C/E: 032010 I make her say G B Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (when I) F C/E Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (I make her say) G B Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (What Up) F C/E Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (me first) G B She wanna have whatever she like F She can if she bring her friend C/E And we can have one hell of a night, through the day G Ay I mean stand like a grouper cuz you gotta beeper B I mean prime might be sayin you ain't joggin either F But man ol' girl gotta phat ol' ass C/E Yeah the type to make you tell a bitch just dance G And fuck them otha niggas cuz you down for her bitches B And fuck them otha niggas cuz she down for the stickin F And fuck them otha niggas cuz hope down for sum lickin C/E And fuck them otha bitches cuz she down for the trickin G I'm hoping she a rider B When it's said and done will she spit it up and swallow now F I ain't got trip bout them niggas who like her C/E Cuz me and mommy know, could really make her go Chorus G B She say she want whatever she like F She say she gonna bring her friend C/E And we gonna have a hell of a night threw the day I made her say G Hold up (yeah), born in 88 (word) B How old is that (damn), old enough F I got seniority, with the sorority C/E So, that explains why I love college G Getting brain in the library cuz I love knowledge B When you used your medulla oblongata F And give me scoliosis until I comatose'st C/E And do while i'm sleep, yeah a lil osmosis G And that's my commandment, you ain't gotta ask moses B More champagne, more toasts'st F More damn planes, more coasts'st C/E And fuck the bus, the benz is parked like rosa (osa) Chorus G B She say she want whatever she like F She say she gonna bring her friend C/E And we can have one hell of a night, through the day G She blamed it on the al-A-A-al-A-alcohol B She had her hair did, it was bound to fall F Down down for a damn, Cudi already said it C/E Her poker face book I'd already read it G But man her head was gooder than a music B Electro body, known to blow fuses F A stripper from the south lookin' for a payday C/E Said bitch you should do it for the love like Ray J G but they say you be on the conscious tip B Get your head right and get up on this conscious dick F I embody everything from the godly to the party C/E It's the way I was raised on the southside safari, so Chorus G D/F# | Can't read my, can't read my | Em | No he can't read on my poker face | x4 C | She's got me like nobody | ============== Capo 2 Version ============== Capo 2 A: x02220 C#m/Ab: 446654 G: 320033 D/F#: 2x0232 I make her say A C#m/Ab Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (when I) G D/F# Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (I make her say) A C#m/Ab Oh ah oh oh oh ah oh oh (What Up) G D/F# Pa-pa-pa poker her face pa-pa poker her face (me first) A C#m/Ab She wanna have whatever she like G She can if she bring her friend D/F# And we can have one hell of a night, through the day A Ay I mean stand like a grouper cuz you gotta beeper C#m/Ab I mean prime might be sayin you ain't joggin either G But man ol' girl gotta phat ol' ass D/F# Yeah the type to make you tell a bitch just dance A And fuck them otha niggas cuz you down for her bitches C#m/Ab And fuck them otha niggas cuz she down for the stickin G And fuck them otha niggas cuz hope down for sum lickin D/F# And fuck them otha bitches cuz she down for the trickin A I'm hoping she a rider C#m/Ab When it's said and done will she spit it up and swallow now G I ain't got trip bout them niggas who like her D/F# Cuz me and mommy know, could really make her go Chorus A C#m/Ab She say she want whatever she like G She say she gonna bring her friend D/F# And we gonna have a hell of a night threw the day I made her say A Hold up (yeah), born in 88 (word) C#m/Ab How old is that (damn), old enough G I got seniority, with the sorority D/F# So, that explains why I love college A Getting brain in the library cuz I love knowledge C#m/Ab When you used your medulla oblongata G And give me scoliosis until I comatose'st D/F# And do while i'm sleep, yeah a lil osmosis A And that's my commandment, you ain't gotta ask moses C#m/Ab More champagne, more toasts'st G More damn planes, more coasts'st D/F# And fuck the bus, the benz is parked like rosa (osa) Chorus A C#m/Ab She say she want whatever she like G She say she gonna bring her friend C/E And we can have one hell of a night, through the day A She blamed it on the al-A-A-al-A-alcohol C#m/Ab She had her hair did, it was bound to fall G Down down for a damn, Cudi already said it D/F# Her poker face book I'd already read it A But man her head was gooder than a music C#m/Ab Electro body, known to blow fuses G A stripper from the south lookin' for a payday D/F# Said bitch you should do it for the love like Ray J A but they say you be on the conscious tip C#m/Ab Get your head right and get up on this conscious dick G I embody everything from the godly to the party D/F# It's the way I was raised on the southside safari, so Chorus A A/Ab | Can't read my, can't read my | F#m | No he can't read on my poker face | x4 D | She's got me like nobody |
