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• Karma • | by Lloyd Banks
Uh...
Uh huh ...
Yeah, yeah...
Uh...

[Chorus]
I am
The one you denied
Brushed 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 ya ready to ride
I'm down for the one night stand
I'll respect it any way that I can
Cuz I ain'tcha man
I'll try for whatever its worth
Just remember who played who first

I can't keep my eyes off you
I can tell why them other guys lost you
They kinda rented a flying saucer
And thats why I can offer
Similarities in our characters
Haven't ya heard the word round town
How I get down?
They all whistle...
Everybody pardons official
And that ass witchu
got my dick hard as a missle
No pop up 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 to my home girl
Your style and your boots are Gabana
I'm so used to your Prada
I take trips cuz out in Houston its hotter
Don't want the Al Green - just use that Impala
Make my jewels in my collar
Ya had me feelin like a fool when I holla'd
Tryina squeeze in but you wouldn't botherd
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]
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
Ima start to do
If I get wrapped up on your ass too fast
I can tell you feel the same
as when I asked you last
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 cuz 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 the split
But you can't blame me for the females
that I been gettin wit
Cause
Mosta these broads has had
they eyes on my brick
Til they ink your shizzle
and learn to be satisfied with the dick (Yeah)
If you ain't worth it
thats all you get
I ain't gon blame you,
I'ma blame all you tricks
Cuz...

[Chorus]

Seems like your attitude
only appears when I'm mad atchu
And seperate situations
occured and that includes
When I'm gone too long
ridin through them avenues
As soon as I get home
there's rumors and scattered boos
You know my fantasy...
Am I feelin things? And can this be?
Your girlfriend tryina sandwich me
My hearts colder than sandwich meat
Cuz 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 b!tch face
Movin your body like this...
Gon make me blow like a bottle of Cris
Man I dunno. No, and how did it twist
Ya got my temperature risin
From your hips and your thighs and
And that glare
in your eyes'll brighten up the horizon
It comes naturally, I don't rob em
Easy as one ... two ...
Three... and I slide in

[Chorus- x2]
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