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dancing with karma - bradley talks lyrics

verse :

i wrote this sh*t for you in the afternoon
a flower bloomed, thought of you and scripted a paragraph
watched an hour pass, gas smoking for hours, ash
this ain’t nothing like you used to, your ex n*gga ass
he ain’t give a d*mn, lay your back down, stroking on the sofa
in the cab drive, slow pressing while i’m drilling you fast

take your soul, put you six feet over, leg over my shoulder
come closer while you running, this d*ck ain’t getting any smaller
this flow awkward, driving off beat, stick and shifting in somebody daughter
this, robbie lawler verse roy mcdonald on 189

turn her ass round, ass up, she sucking d*ck doing the 69
i’m out of time, karma ain’t kind, pay my dept
lost my b*tch to a n*gga who ain’t even half my size
oh my, oh my, sh*t getting funny

her new hubby love me, say he play my music all day
bet he got her thinking on me, i’m playing on his speakers only
bet she ain’t told him, i bet she ain’t told him
she got her pasted brad, that ass used to shake

smashing her till the brink of dawn, lashes falling off
eyes tearing as i’m pulling her closer, going
deeper and deeper, i’m swimming in it, got her ocean pouring
move that b*tch like a p*wn, on the board
game chess, my chest
got her sleeping on it, put her ass to rest, bless
peace god, i read the quran all the time, i’m holy
know me and karma had a dance to jazz music
classic ass moving, waist grabbing, intimate sh*t
toe tagging b*tch, p*ssy too lit
i treat that kitty like a instrumental and spit

- bradley talks lyrics

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