Robyn Banks - Karma (A cappella)

What goes around, it comes around
What goes around (Yeah) it comes around
What goes around (Uh) it comes around
What goes around...

Bitches be fucking with me
Niggas be huggin' on me
Get em' close
Let em' know
You can't bang with me

Chop em' like a tree
Roll it like that weed
If you ain't around
Put it down
No festivities
They say 'yo he a fag'
I say no bitches I'm bad
Tryna holla on the low
NOPE
Yo are you mad?
Makeup be on fleet
Maybe it Maybelline
Here we go
Look at that hoe
Always giving b's

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Come on)

These games I'm not playing
See ya future like I'm Raven
Yeah you talk, bitch I walk
Pull in close my hands craving for ya chest
What you sayin'
I'm that itch you can't scratch
All my goons here to bat
I'm hype you the type to fall back

Give me what I needa (Yo)
Fuck em' like I'm Trina (Baddest)
Tell em' bye
His friend hi
I'm tryna get the D

Step ya pussy (Mhh)
I don't give a fuck (I Don't)
Yous a clown in a gown
Yo tell IT what's up (What's T?)

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma (Come on)

What goes around, it comes around
What goes around (Yeah) it comes around
What goes around (Uh) it comes around
What goes around...

Written by:
Todd Keith

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