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A Deadbeat’s Karma Lyrics
It'a very big world, she is just a pon
She flirts to get her way, she gets it from her moms/
Pops wasn't around, he was out thugging
So when she was feeling down there was nobody to hug her/
She needed affection but momma never home
Mopped floors during the day but at night she on the pole/
So while her ol Earth surviving the best she can
Her little moon is seeking attention from the next man/
She only 16, titties poking through
She was from the country so the city is so cool/
She never met her pops so she loved older dudes
That hustle on the block, pitch rocks, and hold tools/
For her to meet them was for her to sleep with them
Quickest way to the cheese was hit the sheets & feast with them/
So one night she hit the club, momma's i.d
She old for her age, and her momma only 32/
She walked through the door, through metal detection
In search for love, she needed affection/
She sought it through drugs, found it it sex and
She was only 12 when her mom's ex molested/
Corner of the club, a dude dark complected
In his mid-30s, walked in her direction/
Waist with the Wesson, pockets full of presidents
He had a strong presence, she felt a connection/
Straighten up her glasses so she could see clearer
He looked so familiar, his eyes like a mirror/
He introduced his self and asked queen her name
Bought her a couple of drinks and started to run game/
He said "You so pretty like an angel from above."
Then he said, "A matter a fact, you look like my first love."/
He said, "you got her eyes, and her smile, and her frame."
She blushed mad crazy like "For real, what's her name?"/
He said, "I'm not sure but I think her name is Sandra."
She said, "That's crazy, same name as my momma."/
He said, "What's her last name?" and she said, "Walters."
He said, "Aww man your momma is my first love but WAIT!/
How old are you?!" She said, "16."
He looked into her eyes and said, "I think you're my daughter.. Damn."
She flirts to get her way, she gets it from her moms/
Pops wasn't around, he was out thugging
So when she was feeling down there was nobody to hug her/
She needed affection but momma never home
Mopped floors during the day but at night she on the pole/
So while her ol Earth surviving the best she can
Her little moon is seeking attention from the next man/
She only 16, titties poking through
She was from the country so the city is so cool/
She never met her pops so she loved older dudes
That hustle on the block, pitch rocks, and hold tools/
For her to meet them was for her to sleep with them
Quickest way to the cheese was hit the sheets & feast with them/
So one night she hit the club, momma's i.d
She old for her age, and her momma only 32/
She walked through the door, through metal detection
In search for love, she needed affection/
She sought it through drugs, found it it sex and
She was only 12 when her mom's ex molested/
Corner of the club, a dude dark complected
In his mid-30s, walked in her direction/
Waist with the Wesson, pockets full of presidents
He had a strong presence, she felt a connection/
Straighten up her glasses so she could see clearer
He looked so familiar, his eyes like a mirror/
He introduced his self and asked queen her name
Bought her a couple of drinks and started to run game/
He said "You so pretty like an angel from above."
Then he said, "A matter a fact, you look like my first love."/
He said, "you got her eyes, and her smile, and her frame."
She blushed mad crazy like "For real, what's her name?"/
He said, "I'm not sure but I think her name is Sandra."
She said, "That's crazy, same name as my momma."/
He said, "What's her last name?" and she said, "Walters."
He said, "Aww man your momma is my first love but WAIT!/
How old are you?!" She said, "16."
He looked into her eyes and said, "I think you're my daughter.. Damn."
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