Pokerface Lyrics
| Song | Pokerface |
| Artist | Layla Khepri |
| Album | Layla Khepri |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Glory Music | |
| 作词 : Layla Khepri | |
| Such a… | |
| Chaotic process | |
| GoIng through this process | |
| Of getting rich | |
| If it aint money then it’s off topic | |
| And I don’t wanna talk about it in fear I may talk It | |
| Right into existence | |
| This **** I’m giving ya is | |
| Such a priceless gift | |
| I might charge em | |
| For a million | |
| One flick of the wrist and I’m whipping the whip like sweeerve | |
| Scribbling bullets on paper call it murder | |
| Murder she wrote here in person | |
| Missing my victims by inches in digits unheard of | |
| Pull up hit the curb | |
| And pull out both my birdies in the air | |
| Like **** em | |
| And **** em good | |
| Get a good look of my good side | |
| And tell me how I look | |
| Is the money maker still fine | |
| If it is then so am I | |
| And I’ma move on | |
| To a milllioooooooon | |
| - Chorus - | |
| Get the **** up out my poker face (repeat) | |
| ***** I’m getting poker rich | |
| Watch me stack my poker chips | |
| To a million | |
| - Second Verse - | |
| What do I have to say/ or who I gotta spit to | |
| to get through | |
| this circus olay | |
| it’s a zoo in this industry/ | |
| who in this industry/ | |
| take my advice before you in this industry/ | |
| if you aint a shark you a snake | |
| the intent is the same | |
| so intense is the game | |
| that they play with our minds | |
| keep em open and naked’s the brain | |
| that is looked at in shame | |
| vulnerable to the lies | |
| fragile’s our genius | |
| and loose is our ties | |
| so we work in disguise | |
| playing dumb to our enemies | |
| and our allies | |
| cuz the truth is they’re one in the same | |
| what is love but another way | |
| for someone to get close to hate | |
| on the greatness displayed/ | |
| fake like they like it yet don’t like the page | |
| til they’re asked bout a million times/ | |
| ****** aint genuine ****** aint genuwine/ | |
| sing me that lullabye some other day/ | |
| money’s my motive and love is a risk | |
| that I can’t help but take | |
| so in love with the world | |
| and the people it makes me | |
| so sick to my stomach | |
| but working through aches and pains/ | |
| I get up grind/ | |
| my come up is mine/ | |
| so is my money and time/ | |
| when we run out of both | |
| only one was divine/ | |
| while ones keeping us blind/ | |
| so tell me are you doing what you love… | |
| and if it’s love and I mean true love/ | |
| then who is it helping other than yourself/ | |
| Cuz If my whips gold and I’m eating | |
| trust my fam’s been eating too/ | |
| and If I aint do this for my me | |
| then I’d still do it for my crew/ | |
| - Chorus - | |
| Get the **** up out my poker face (repeat) | |
| ***** I’m getting poker rich | |
| Watch me stack my poker chips | |
| To a million |
| zuo qu : Glory Music | |
| zuo ci : Layla Khepri | |
| Such a | |
| Chaotic process | |
| GoIng through this process | |
| Of getting rich | |
| If it aint money then it' s off topic | |
| And I don' t wanna talk about it in fear I may talk It | |
| Right into existence | |
| This I' m giving ya is | |
| Such a priceless gift | |
| I might charge em | |
| For a million | |
| One flick of the wrist and I' m whipping the whip like sweeerve | |
| Scribbling bullets on paper call it murder | |
| Murder she wrote here in person | |
| Missing my victims by inches in digits unheard of | |
| Pull up hit the curb | |
| And pull out both my birdies in the air | |
| Like em | |
| And em good | |
| Get a good look of my good side | |
| And tell me how I look | |
| Is the money maker still fine | |
| If it is then so am I | |
| And I' ma move on | |
| To a milllioooooooon | |
| Chorus | |
| Get the up out my poker face repeat | |
| I' m getting poker rich | |
| Watch me stack my poker chips | |
| To a million | |
| Second Verse | |
| What do I have to say or who I gotta spit to | |
| to get through | |
| this circus olay | |
| it' s a zoo in this industry | |
| who in this industry | |
| take my advice before you in this industry | |
| if you aint a shark you a snake | |
| the intent is the same | |
| so intense is the game | |
| that they play with our minds | |
| keep em open and naked' s the brain | |
| that is looked at in shame | |
| vulnerable to the lies | |
| fragile' s our genius | |
| and loose is our ties | |
| so we work in disguise | |
| playing dumb to our enemies | |
| and our allies | |
| cuz the truth is they' re one in the same | |
| what is love but another way | |
| for someone to get close to hate | |
| on the greatness displayed | |
| fake like they like it yet don' t like the page | |
| til they' re asked bout a million times | |
| aint genuine aint genuwine | |
| sing me that lullabye some other day | |
| money' s my motive and love is a risk | |
| that I can' t help but take | |
| so in love with the world | |
| and the people it makes me | |
| so sick to my stomach | |
| but working through aches and pains | |
| I get up grind | |
| my come up is mine | |
| so is my money and time | |
| when we run out of both | |
| only one was divine | |
| while ones keeping us blind | |
| so tell me are you doing what you love | |
| and if it' s love and I mean true love | |
| then who is it helping other than yourself | |
| Cuz If my whips gold and I' m eating | |
| trust my fam' s been eating too | |
| and If I aint do this for my me | |
| then I' d still do it for my crew | |
| Chorus | |
| Get the up out my poker face repeat | |
| I' m getting poker rich | |
| Watch me stack my poker chips | |
| To a million |
| zuò qǔ : Glory Music | |
| zuò cí : Layla Khepri | |
| Such a | |
| Chaotic process | |
| GoIng through this process | |
| Of getting rich | |
| If it aint money then it' s off topic | |
| And I don' t wanna talk about it in fear I may talk It | |
| Right into existence | |
| This I' m giving ya is | |
| Such a priceless gift | |
| I might charge em | |
| For a million | |
| One flick of the wrist and I' m whipping the whip like sweeerve | |
| Scribbling bullets on paper call it murder | |
| Murder she wrote here in person | |
| Missing my victims by inches in digits unheard of | |
| Pull up hit the curb | |
| And pull out both my birdies in the air | |
| Like em | |
| And em good | |
| Get a good look of my good side | |
| And tell me how I look | |
| Is the money maker still fine | |
| If it is then so am I | |
| And I' ma move on | |
| To a milllioooooooon | |
| Chorus | |
| Get the up out my poker face repeat | |
| I' m getting poker rich | |
| Watch me stack my poker chips | |
| To a million | |
| Second Verse | |
| What do I have to say or who I gotta spit to | |
| to get through | |
| this circus olay | |
| it' s a zoo in this industry | |
| who in this industry | |
| take my advice before you in this industry | |
| if you aint a shark you a snake | |
| the intent is the same | |
| so intense is the game | |
| that they play with our minds | |
| keep em open and naked' s the brain | |
| that is looked at in shame | |
| vulnerable to the lies | |
| fragile' s our genius | |
| and loose is our ties | |
| so we work in disguise | |
| playing dumb to our enemies | |
| and our allies | |
| cuz the truth is they' re one in the same | |
| what is love but another way | |
| for someone to get close to hate | |
| on the greatness displayed | |
| fake like they like it yet don' t like the page | |
| til they' re asked bout a million times | |
| aint genuine aint genuwine | |
| sing me that lullabye some other day | |
| money' s my motive and love is a risk | |
| that I can' t help but take | |
| so in love with the world | |
| and the people it makes me | |
| so sick to my stomach | |
| but working through aches and pains | |
| I get up grind | |
| my come up is mine | |
| so is my money and time | |
| when we run out of both | |
| only one was divine | |
| while ones keeping us blind | |
| so tell me are you doing what you love | |
| and if it' s love and I mean true love | |
| then who is it helping other than yourself | |
| Cuz If my whips gold and I' m eating | |
| trust my fam' s been eating too | |
| and If I aint do this for my me | |
| then I' d still do it for my crew | |
| Chorus | |
| Get the up out my poker face repeat | |
| I' m getting poker rich | |
| Watch me stack my poker chips | |
| To a million |
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