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Lloyd Banks - Karma (rmx) [ft. Avant]

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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't ya 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 cuz 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....

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Look I don't mean to bother you
But your sex appeal is remarkable
You Make a G wanna walk around in the park with you
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 - cuz 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
Cuz
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...

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Seems like your attitude, only appears when I'm mad at you
And seperate situations occured and that includes
When I'm gone too long, ridin through them avenues
As soon as I get home theres 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 bitch face
Movin your body like this...
Gon make me blow like a bottle of Cris
Man I don't know, 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

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