Poker Face

Pull up, look like Floyd Oh my gosh, it's them boys Make a merry land cuz I'm married to the bands I ain't shakin' on no hands if it ain't comin' with no bands I ain't shakin' on no hands it it ain't comin' with no bands Pull up, look like Floyd Oh my gosh, it's them boys Make a merry land cuz I'm married to the bands I ain't shakin' on no hands if it ain't comin' with no bands I ain't shakin' on no hands it it ain't comin' with no bands I try to stand up a bit taller in the mirror (In the mirror) Propping up my goals, vision's getting a bit clearer (a bit clearer) Waxing off the haze, light a blunt you gotta blaze (gotta blaze) Tell your girl goodbye cuz that bitch was just a phase (just a phase) And we working all day, and we working all night (working all night) And you buzz me the whole time cuz you're looking for a fight (Fight) Say you want more time but you ain't fuckin with the vibe (Vibe) Bitch you knew when you signed up, this a whole fuckin tribe (Tribe) Weeks go by, you snap me when my geotag is by I come near, put you on the counter, fuck you in the rear (In the back) "More, papi", you say under your breathe, you want a treat (Ay') But more of this pussy will be my Death, I gotta leave (Get the fuck out) Cuz you scoff every time, you hear me on the beat (Weak) I see the look in your eyes when you hearing me speak (Speak) Dissecting every rhyme by the light of your bad times (Grow up) Yes, I do need some change, but I don't need your dime (Keep your ass) Bitch go bye, can't fuck with inflated women possessed by these demons Committed to convincing every man to committing treason (Treason) On their very soul, shorty take your purse and go home (Home) Find a therapist and atone for your grievances (Grievances) Pull up, look like Floyd Oh my gosh, it's them boys Make a merry land cuz I'm married to the bands I ain't shakin' on no hands if it ain't comin' with no bands I ain't shakin' on no hands it it ain't comin' with no bands Pull up, look like Floyd Oh my gosh, it's them boys Make a merry land cuz I'm married to the bands I ain't shakin' on no hands if it ain't comin' with no bands I ain't shakin' on no hands it it ain't comin' with no bands Stack it like it's Baltimore in case you gotta ball some more I'm so skilled and diverse, these verses sound like curses Wrapping rappers up in hearses, now in they fuckin' purses Now you in your bag? My nigga, I'm trynna get one, get funds, get guns Sister worked at Payless, now she's getting paychecks They say the money make you horrible Them demon speak so audible So stack it this ain't audible How much paper in this library? Pull up, look like Floyd Oh my gosh, it's them boys Make a merry land cuz I'm married to the bands I ain't shakin' on no hands if it ain't comin' with no bands I ain't shakin' on no hands it it ain't comin' with no bands