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Lloyd Banks - Karma lyrics
I am the one you denied you 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 anyway that I can cause I ain't your man I'll try for whatever it's worth but just remember who played who first, yeah [Verse 1] I can't keep my eyes off you/ I can tell why them other guys lost you Your kind's rarer than a flying saucer /and thats why I can offer-- Similarities in our characters Haven't you heard the word 'round town on how I get down? They gon' whistle/ everybody part is official And that ass witchu/ got my dick hard as a missle Don't hop on top/ cause I ride around with a pistol If they pull us over/ I'll be out of town with a issue If you was mine/ I'd introduce you momma, girl You're style and your boots and are Gabana/ I'm so used to your Prada I take trips cause out in Houston it's hotter Throw on the Al Green use the Impala Lay my jewels on my collar You had me feelin' like a fool when I holla'd Tried to squeeze in but you wouldn't bothered And I ain't either/ soon as I realize that I ain't neither She in a rush to get close to me/ but I aint eager...shiiiit [Chorus] I am the one you denied you 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 anyway that I can cause I ain't your man I'll try for whatever it's worth but just remember who played who first, yeah [Verse 2] Look, I don't mean to bother you/ but your sex appeal is remarkable You make a G wanna walk around in the park witchu There ain't no tellin' the kinda things I'ma start to do If I get wrapped up on your ass too fast I can tell you feel the same cause when I ask you laugh So I'ma leave it at that take a hint and put in my math I imagine your body look 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 can be the one that I visit before I dash And I admit/ I been the type to hit and split But you can't blame me for the females that I been gettin wit Cause, most of these broads has had they eyes on my grit 'Til they eat da shit and learn to be satisfied with the dick-- and If you ain't worth it/that's all you get I ain't gonna blame you/ I'ma blame all you tricks-- cuz [Chorus] Avant: I am the one you denied you 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 anyway that I can cause I ain't your man I'll try for whatever it's worth but just remember who played who first, yeah [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 going too long ridin' through them avenues As soon as I get home there's rumors of scattered news You know my fantasies/ am I feelin things/and can this be? Your girlfriend tryin' to sandwich me My heart's colder than sandwich meat Cause I come from the hood where the hammers be I move fast but I switch pace and pop a Listerine strip in-- Before you get all up in the bitch face Movin' your body like this/ gon' make me blow like a bottle of Cris Man, I dunno no one hotter to twist You got my temperature risin'/ from your hips and your thighs And that glare in your eyes'll brighten up the horizon It comes naturally/I don't bribe 'em It's easy as one, two, three and I slide in [Chorus x2] Avant: I am the one you denied you pushed me off everytime I tried and put all the bullshit to the side but I'm alright I'm able to swallow my pride If you ready to ride I'm down for a one night stand I'll accept anyway that I can cause I ain't your man I'll try for whatever it's worth but just remember who played who first, yeah |
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