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Karma (feat. Gabrel) Video (MV)




Performed By: Mykawh
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: Gabriel Peredo, Miciah Brown




Mykawh - Karma (feat. Gabrel) Lyrics
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Why you hella thirsty on a Thursday
Don't you hit my line when I'm working yeah
Running through these guys like a survey
Clowning with my pride
Dancing like its ballet
You so smoking fine lay me down to be your ashtray
Premonitions black magician every Sunday
I can see the ending cause the road is going one way
Baby don't reverse it I ain't walking down that runway
Think I gotta brace for the impact
I don't wanna play any tic tac toe
Understand why I don't give you any contact
If I'm being honest I don't love that ho
Its goodbye for sure
We've had hi's and lows
Cant act like I know
What future holds in time
Don't you try to change my mind
Baby had me hypnotized
But now she actin victimized
I don't wanna hear her lies
I don't wanna hear her lies
Why you hella thirsty on a Thursday
Don't you hit my line when I'm working yeah
Running through these guys like a survey
Clowning with my pride
Dancing like its ballet
You so smoking fine
Lay me down to be your ashtray
If I give you mine could hold it for a keepsake
Prolly thinking I'm another f*ckin cheapskate
But I pay my ties you can check em wit the rebate
We go side to side
Like the ice skates
I love to stay inside
When you gyrate yeah
I think its time to go
Want no company
But you come with me
Baby you just gotta be
The hot spot red dot
Shooter on the balcony
I'm not even looking
But I swear you have the hots for me
Always stare then look away
Like I ain't even see
But I always see
But I always see
You gone comeback
You gone comeback
You gone comeback
You gone comeback
You gone comeback
You gone comeback
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Why you hella thirsty on a Thursday
Don't you hit my line when I'm working yeah
Running through these guys like a survey
Clowning with my pride
Dancing like its ballet
You so smoking fine lay me down to be your ashtray
Premonitions black magician every Sunday
I can see the ending cause the road is going one way
Baby don't reverse it I ain't walking down that runway
Think I gotta brace for the impact
I don't wanna play any tic tac toe
Understand why I don't give you any contact
If I'm being honest I don't love that ho
Its goodbye for sure
We've had hi's and lows
Cant act like I know
What future holds in time
Don't you try to change my mind
Baby had me hypnotized
But now she actin victimized
I don't wanna hear her lies
I don't wanna hear her lies
Why you hella thirsty on a Thursday
Don't you hit my line when I'm working yeah
Running through these guys like a survey
Clowning with my pride
Dancing like its ballet
You so smoking fine
Lay me down to be your ashtray
If I give you mine could hold it for a keepsake
Prolly thinking I'm another f*ckin cheapskate
But I pay my ties you can check em wit the rebate
We go side to side
Like the ice skates
I love to stay inside
When you gyrate yeah
I think its time to go
Want no company
But you come with me
Baby you just gotta be
The hot spot red dot
Shooter on the balcony
I'm not even looking
But I swear you have the hots for me
Always stare then look away
Like I ain't even see
But I always see
But I always see
You gone comeback
You gone comeback
You gone comeback
You gone comeback
You gone comeback
You gone comeback
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Writer: Gabriel Peredo, Miciah Brown
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