POKERFACE Lyrics

(Yea, Got too much, 2EZ, Winning4NoReason Nigga, Yea, Huh, AKyour'recrazy)

Got too much (Yea), Got too much (In the bag yea)

Got too much (Yea), Got too much (In the bag yea)

Got too much (Yea), Got too much (In the bag yea)

Got too much (Yea), Got too much, much, much

All In the bag, If Its them hunnies, Them bluies, I gotta go get it like (Ugh-Ugh-Ugh)

Im not my dad, I got my motives I know that I'm rad

Revving the motor rubber burning fast, Making these money moves I'm making cash

Give me a Hunnid blues, I'm Papa Smurf, Cause I 'member penny pinching in my past yea

(Whoo, Whoo, Yea, Whoo, Whoo) I swear Its neva enough

Niggas wanna put they chips on the table, I promise you I'm probably calling they bluff

All of my life I got it out the mud, All of my life I got it out the mud

All of my life I got it out the mud, All of my life I got it out the mud (Huh)

So what was that shit you was talkin? (What was you talkin?)

You ducked yo head low the moment I walked in (Moment I walked in)

I call options, Whenever they get out of pocket, I swear Its one in the same, Its all in the same

Wanna talk about struggle? Lets talk about pain, All the shit that Ive been through will drive you insane

You don't know that I OD'd, Then you don't know me so leave get the fuck out of my face

Are you sure you want problems? I promise you I can probably solve'em

I gotta get this money let me show you what It takes, I'm already radical watch'em go and ride my wave

My margins are miraculous, They make minimum wage

My price just went up $250 for features, Ain't no free game you think Imma give you secrets?

Tryna prove ya talents but I ain't no Ryan Seacrest, Whipping In a Hellcat but I ain't no demon

We went out to London and ate up in Piccadilly, If you saw the bank account, I promise you think I'm silly

You would think Im Wayne the way Im making "A Milli"

Cause I get In advance they say "I got to much"

Got too much (Yea), Got too much (In the bag yea)

Got too much (Yea), Got too much (In the bag yea)

Got too much (Yea), Got too much (In the bag yea)

Got too much (Yea), Got too much, much, much

All In the bag, If Its them hunnies, Them bluies, I gotta go get it like (Ugh-Ugh-Ugh)

Im not my dad, I got my motives I know that I'm rad

Revving the motor rubber burning fast, Making these money moves I'm making cash

Give me a Hunnid blues, I'm Papa Smurf, Cause I 'member penny pinching in my past yea

(Whoo, Whoo, Yea, Whoo, Whoo) I swear Its neva enough

Niggas wanna put they chips on the table, I promise you I'm probably calling they bluff

All of my life I got it out the mud, All of my life I got it out the mud

All of my life I got it out the mud, All of my life I got it out the mud (Huh)

So what was that shit you was talkin?