Lloyd Banks - Karma | Текст песни

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[Chorus]
I am the one you denied
Pushed me off everytime I tried
But I'm alright
I'm able to swallow my pride
And put all the bullshit to the side
If you ready to ride
I'm down for a one night stand
I'll accept it any way that I can
Cuz I ain't yo man
I'll try for whatever its worth
Just remember who played who first

[Lloyd Banks]
I cant keep my eyes off ya
I can tell why them other guys lost ya
Your kinds rarer than a flying saucer
And that's what I can offer
Similarities and characters
Havn't ya heard the word around town
How I get down?
They all whistle
Everybody part official
And that ass was you
Got my dick hard as a missle
Don't hop on top
Cuz I ride around with a pistle
N if they pull us over ill be out of town wit an issue
If you was mine id introduce you to momma girl
You're stylin' your boots and Gabana
I'm so used to ur prada
Taking trips to houston its hotta
Throwing that Al Green n using that impala
Lay my jewels on my collar
Ya had me feeling like a fool when I holla'd
Trying to squeeze in but you wouldn't bother
But I ain't either
Soon as I realize that I ain't need her
She in a rush to get close to me but I ain't eager

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]
Like I don't mean to bother you
But your sex appeal is remarkable
U make a G wanna walk around in a park with you
There ain't no telling what kinda things that I'm'a start to do
If I get wrapped up on your ass to fast
I can tell you feel the same cuz when I ask you laugh
So I'm'a leave it at that n hint n put it in my math
I imagine your prolly twice as good in a bath
But I'm buggin
Cuz I can see you right in the hood when I pass
I'm never stabled cuz business is on my ass
But you can be the one I visit before I dash
An I admit I been the type to hit n split
But you can't blame me for the females that I been getting with
Cuz
Most of these broads have there eyes on my grits
Till they're in deeper shit n they learn how to be satisfied with the dick an'
N if you ain't worth it then thats all you get
I ain't gonna blame you I'm gonna blame all you tricks
Cuz

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]
U seem like your attitude
Only appears when I'm mad at you
When several situations occur and that includes
When I'm gone to long ridin' thru them avenues
As soon as I get home this room is a scattered boos
U know my fantasies and my feeling things at camera speed
N ur girlfriends trying to sandwich me
My hearts colder then ya sandwich meat
Cuz I come from the hood where the hammers be
I move fast but at a switch pace
N I pop in a listerine strip before you get all up on a bitch face
Moving your body like this
Gonna make me blow like a bottle of cris
I don't know noone hotter then twis
You got my temperature risin' from your hips to ur thighs an
That glare in your eyes that brighten up her horizon
It comes naturally I don't bribe em
It's easy as... 1, 2, 3 and I slide in

[Chorus]

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