Kid Cudi – Make Her Say (Guitar)

Capo 4
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Artist: Kid Cudi ft. Kanye west and Common Song: Make Her Say Album: Man On The Moon: The End Of Day G: 320033 Bm/F#: 224432 F: 133211 C/E: 032010 I make her say
G           Bm/F#
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           Bm/F#
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                           Bm/F#
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 

       Bm/F#
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 

    Bm/F#
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

         Bm/F#
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                             Bm/F#
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) 

Bm/F#
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 

         Bm/F#
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 

     Bm/F#
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                             Bm/F#
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
    Bm/F#
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 

 Bm/F#
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 

         Bm/F#
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/G#: 446654 G: 320033 D/F#: 2x0232 I make her say
A           C#m/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#
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/G#        |
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              |