Karmin I Told You So Lyrics

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Digital Media 1
  • 1 Walking On the Moon
  • 2 Brokenhearted
  • 3 I Told You So
  • 4 Too Many Fish
  • 5 I'm Just Sayin'
  • 6 Coming Up Strong
  • 7 Hello
  • 8 Brokenhearted (Mixin Marc & Tony Svejda Club Remix)
  • [Verse 1: Amy Heidemann]
    Ay, ay, ay
    Is it time? Green light
    Egotistic battle cry
    I was right, you was wrong
    Called you out, finished strong
    Whiskey sour lemonade
    Fences up my barricade
    I had heart, you had spades
    I could see the color in your face as it fades
    And that's how it is, ain't no riddle
    Crunchy on the edge but soft in the middle
    I got a lot, you got a little
    I'mma play war drums, you play the fiddle
    Play it real slow, lean on the bow
    Everybody sad when they miss a free throw
    Lost your control, I'm on a roll
    Right all along and I knew it in my soul

    [Hook: Karmin]
    I told you so
    Don't wanna brag, but you already know, oh-oh
    I told you so
    Don't wanna brag, but you already know
    You already know
    I told you, I told you
    I told you so, oh
    I told you, I told you
    I told you so

    [Verse 2: Amy Heidemann]
    Fa-fa-fa
    Feels so good, doesn't it?
    Winnin' while they flubbin' it
    I was right, you was wrong
    Figured I'd write it in a hip hop song
    Was it so hard to believe
    I can make it being me?
    Drank too much ouzo
    My gosh, you know
    People say a lot of things, make you feel real small
    Push them out the way, iced latte tall
    I don't really care, I'm already there
    Caffeinated up to my eyes, I swear
    I'm on the top, you on the flop
    Going so long, and I'm never gonna stop
    Lost your control, I'm on a roll
    Right all along and I knew it in my soul

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: Amy Heidemann]
    La-la-la
    Look at me now, fifteen rounds
    Bottle in my hand, pour a little on the ground
    Next time you wanna talk trash I'mma put it on blast
    You can get it if you ask for it
    Put it in the middle finger of the fat ladies singing out
    Shatter every glass house, ni hao
    Meanwhile, I smile
    Then I go animal style
    I be racking up another million
    Making me another killin' superwoman on the top dollar bill
    And yeah, I muster up a lot of feelings
    Tell me what you really think about it
    Kidding, I don't even care
    Nobody listens to a full gold-coated hater
    Be a baller, not a traitor
    Please, got me on my knees
    Talk to you later, na-na-na-na
    Whoop, there it go!
    Right all along and I knew it in my soul

    [Hook]



    Written by: Amy Heidemann, Nick Noonan, Jon Webb
    Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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