Karma Lyrics

[Lloyd Banks]

I cant keep my eyes off ya

I can tell why them other guys lost ya

The kinds red an a flying saucer

Thats what i can offer

Simalarities and characters

Havnt ya heard the word around town

How i get down?

They all whistle

Everybody part official

An that ass was you

Got my dick hard as a missle

Dont 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 u to momma girl

Your styling your moves n your nirvana

Im 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 wouldnt bother

But i aint either

Soon as i realize that i aint either

She in a rush to get close to me but i aint eager

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]

Like i dont mean to bother you

But your sex appeal is remarkable

U make a G wanna walk around in a park with you

There aint no telling what kinda things that im'a start to do

If i get wrapped up on your ass to fast

I can tell u feel the same cuz when i ask you laugh

So im'a leave it at that n hint n put it in my math

I imagine your prolly twice as good in a bath

But im buggin

Cuz i can see u right in the hood when i pass

Im never stapled 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 u can 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 aint worth it then thats all u get

I aint gonna blame you im gonna blame them tricks

Cuz

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]

U seem like your attitude

Only appears when im mad at you

In several situations n that includes

When im 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 u get all up on a bitch face

Moving your body like this

Gonna make me blow like a bottle of cris

I dont 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 dont bribe em

Its easy as... 1,2,3 n i slide em

[Chorus]

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