Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Karma lyrics

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[Chorus]

I am, the one you denied

Brushed off every time I tried, but I'm alright

I will, 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, cause I ain't your man

I'll try for whatever it's worth

Just remember who played who first

Yeah, yeah



[Verse 1]

I can't keep my eyes off ya

I can tell why them other guys lost ya

They (?) in a flyin' saucer

And that's why I can offer, similarities in our characters

Haven't you heard the word 'round town? How I get down

They gon' whistle, everybody part is official

And that ass wit' you, got my dick as hard as a missile

Don't hop on top, cause I ride around with a pistol

If they pull us over, I'll be out of town with an issue

If you was mine, I'd introduce you to mama girl

You're stylin' in your boots and Gabbana, 

I'm so used to your Prada

I take trips cause out in Houston it's hotter

Throw on that (?) Houston Impala, 

make my jewels and my collar

You have me feelin' like a fool when I holla

Tryin' to squeeze in but you wouldn't bothered

Now I ain't neither, soon as I realized that I ain't need her

She in a rush to get close to me but I ain't eager

Shiiet.



[Chorus]



[Verse 2]

Look I don't mean to bother you

But your sex appeal is remarkable

You make a G wanna walk around in park with you

There ain't no tellin' the kind of things I'ma start to do

If I get wrapped up on your ass too fast

I could tell you feel the same cause when I asked you last

So I'ma leave it at that, take a hit and put in my math

I imagine, you probably twice as good in the bath

And I'm buggin' cause I can see 

you right in the hood when I pass

I'm never stable cause business is on my ass

But you could be the one that I visit before I dash

And I admit, I've been the type to hit and split

But you can't blame me for 

the females that I been gettin' with

Cuz, most of these broads has had they eyes on my grit

To the eager shit, and learned to be satisfied with the dick

And, if you ain't worth it that's all you get

I ain't gon' blame you, I'm gon' blame all you tricks

Cuz.



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

It seems like your attitude, 

only appears when I'm mad at you

When several situations occur and that includes

When I'm gone too long, ridin' through them avenues

As soon as I get home there's rumors and scattered news

You know my fantasies, am I feelin' things or can this be

Your girlfriend tryin' to sandwich me

My heart's colder than sandwich meat

Cuz I, come from the hood where hammers be

I move fast with a switch pace

And pop a Listerine strip in, 

before you get all up in a bitch face

Movin' your body like this

Gon' make me blow like a bottle of Crist'

Man I don't know how (?) twist

You got my temperature risin'

From your hips and your thighs and

And that glare in your eyes'll brighten up a horizon

It comes naturally, I'm a problem

It's as easy as one, two, three and I slide in



[Chorus 2x]



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