| Take the pain to rock ride the rock
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| We ride the clock, they chatterbox
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| I jump up with dreadlocks
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| I’m Punk Rock Jamaican
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| I’m doctor, so laced up
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| Your girl stare with her face up
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| I’m marching Indian
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| I’m Panamanian friendly-en
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| Drive truck with experience
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| She like to suck with experience
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| No comma’s up, no periods
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| No time to play with these idiots
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| I’m down south, I bounce up
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| I bounce back with 7up
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| That bra drop them d cups
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| My balls feel that big butt
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| I bust nuts she turnt up
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| That stole pot tequila shot
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| She go pop she suck me like lollipop
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| I lift weights, her draws drop
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| I’m purified they sniff rock
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| Camera fast like I rock
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| She played her part like my cock
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits ya
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| I can put one leg in the future
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits you
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| There’s so many things I can do to you
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits ya
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| I can put one leg in the future
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits you
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| There’s so many things I can do to you
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| Boastin', I’m dunkin'
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| My hair like Tim Duncan
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| I’m captain, I’m crunch’n
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| I’m heated up like muffins
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| Blueberry stuffin'
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| Mortician’s fry the oven
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| Gomez at Saint-Tropez
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| I get between her legs
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| Your dog bark gimme five with his tail waggin'
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| He want out though big like a bank roll
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| Pass off the garnet
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| Move around, give and go
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| Half slow cuttin' grass with the lawnmower
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits ya
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| I can put one leg in the future
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits you
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| There’s so many things I can do to you
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits ya
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| I can put one leg in the future
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits you
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| There’s so many things I can do to you
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| I speed up, I go fast
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| We double team, no codeine
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| You’re in the dark with wild dreams
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| Your girl scream in seven jeans
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| My fans young as seventeen
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| Got taken off amphetamine
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| I bring around them butterbeans
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| Them butterbowls with Sara Lee
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| That cake bake, we taping
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| No now and later, my elevator
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| Regenerators remove control
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| My alligators, demonstrators
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| Innovators come forth as masturbaters
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| Climb down them escalators
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| Extra warm with jiffy pop
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| My penis pop like popcorn
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| I’m here to get my shine on
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| My thing stretch your thyroids
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits ya
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| I can put one leg in the future
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits you
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| There’s so many things I can do to you
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits ya
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| I can put one leg in the future
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| I got the Karma Sutra, if it suits you
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| There’s so many things I can do to you |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Karma Sutra , by - Dr. Octagon. Song from the album Moosebumps: an exploration into modern day horripilation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп