Ghostface Killah - Pokerface Lyrics
(feat. Shawn Wigs)[intro]This Is Why The World Series Of PokerIs Decided Over A No Limit Poker TournamentPlayers, Pro's Even, Can't Handle The Pressure Of The GameThey Consider No Limit The Only Pure Game Left[chorus: Ghostface Killah]We Gotta Know How To Play Your Cards, Have A Mean Poker FaceAnd Know An Ace Deuce Can Take Out Your Pocket BroadsThis Is No Limit Hold 'em, You Gotta Know When To Fold 'emIf You Plan On, Staying On TopYou Can't Lose, What You Don't Push Into The PotYou Can't Make Much Either, If You A Believer Of LuckGo All In, If You're Feeling Your Cards, Deep In Your Gut[shawn Wigs]It Was A Late Saturday Night, Big Chips, We Had A LottaTheodore Performed At The Plush BrigattaIt Was An Hour In, Big Chip Leader Of The GameCaught Pocket Jacks And Flopped Two More Of The SameLooking At Quads, Waiting For Someone To BluffSo I Checked Til Someone Said "i Had Enough"I'm Raising A Thousand, Son I Pay To See The RiverCaught An Ace And His Face, Was A Straight Up GiverHe Had Three Now, Must Of Caught Two In The HoleA Full Boat, I'm About To Sink Ship, Tell Him To FoldHe Laughs, Raises His Fifty G's, Please I Need Chip CountThe Pit Boss, Swear I Flip Over, You Gon' Flip OutI'm All In, Here To Win, I Rep Staten IslandHe Called It, I Showed Four Jacks, He Started Wilding[interlude:]This Son Of *****..All Night, He Set Me Up, He Check, Check, He Trapped Me![chorus][shawn Wigs]It Was A Cash Game, 100/200 Dollar TableMe And Johnny Mack Sitting, God Willing And AbleJuly 23rd And 4th, The Lions Is OutIt's The Month Of The Leo, We Gon' Win With No DoubtBunch Of High Rollers, Laughing Like He Know We're Low In The AmateursI Buy Him For The Macks, Twenty G's, I'mma Damage YaCouple Of Chuckles, Broken Glasses, All TintedI'mma Put Ya'll All On Tilt, Give Me A MinuteSo I Check Raise 'em, Bluff 'em, Ain't Showing My CardsTwo Four Off Two, Ya'll Ain't No SuperstarsI Should Of Been At The Table, World Series Of PokerI'm Up 80 G's Already, Ya'll A Bunch Of JokersNow They All On Tilt, Raising, I Call 'em All InWith Pocket Three's, For 80 G's, I'm Ready To Fall InFlop Two Aces, Caught My Three On Fourth StreetA Four Hundred Thousand Dollar Pot Boy, Life's Sweet[chorus][outro]He Beat Me.. Straight UpPay Him, Pay Shawn Wigs His Money
