Karma

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I got me a new girl
 Call herself Karma
 Told her, "If I ever got the chance to
 I'd come and meet her mama"
 The curves on her body
 Got me bumin' through rubbers
 So good, we go zero to 60
 I leave and she miss me
 Now she wanna kiss me (woah)
 Know I better slow down, I'm going too fast
 Keep on playing with a trigger, she might shoot back
 She was cool with them shoes and a new bag
 Now she wanna keep me to herself, won't do that
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Who told you I would call back?
 Now you won't answer
 So petty, all these diamonds and charms
 Drippin' all down your arm
 Still don't know what you want
 But I'm the biggest fan now
 I', backstage throwin' tantrums
 I wait for you in a line, I don't mind
 Doing crime was the fine
 I'ma throw that ass and some
 Know I better slow down, I'm going too fast
 Keep on playing with a trigger, she might shoot back
 Then she get cool with the whole crew, now you like, "Who that?"
 I was your dude, now you're like "Who?"
 Bitch that shit's rude, yeah
 (Won't stop)
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 She like to come, she won't stop coming
 She like to play, she won't stop playing
 I'm at the Days Inn, late night blazin'
 Push it to the limit 'til my heart racing
 Only thing we know fasho is everything we saying
 Hopefully its safe to cite 'em
 Writing with my play pen
 All in her playpen
 Want to see if she taken
 But I'd rather say 'naythin'
 I'd rather say nothing
 The signs be so blatant
 But I know she be bluffin'
 I know she be fakin'
 Yellow tape it with caution
 I know we just fuckin'
 Got my heart in a coffin
 Awesome, with me and her
 It'll never be cuffin'
 Just Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 That's some motherfucking bullshit
 So, what if, I'm the one for you
 And you the one for me?
 Since we ain't got off on the wrong foot
 You're not fucking with it now?
 Fucking talk kinda shit that
 But I, but I like you now
 
 I got me a new girl
 Call herself Karma
 Told her, "If I ever got the chance to
 I'd come and meet her mama"
 The curves on her body
 Got me bumin' through rubbers
 So good, we go zero to 60
 I leave and she miss me
 Now she wanna kiss me (woah)
 Know I better slow down, I'm going too fast
 Keep on playing with a trigger, she might shoot back
 She was cool with them shoes and a new bag
 Now she wanna keep me to herself, won't do that
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Who told you I would call back?
 Now you won't answer
 So petty, all these diamonds and charms
 Drippin' all down your arm
 Still don't know what you want
 But I'm the biggest fan now
 I', backstage throwin' tantrums
 I wait for you in a line, I don't mind
 Doing crime was the fine
 I'ma throw that ass and some
 Know I better slow down, I'm going too fast
 Keep on playing with a trigger, she might shoot back
 Then she get cool with the whole crew, now you like, "Who that?"
 I was your dude, now you're like "Who?"
 Bitch that shit's rude, yeah
 (Won't stop)
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 She like to come, she won't stop coming
 She like to play, she won't stop playing
 I'm at the Days Inn, late night blazin'
 Push it to the limit 'til my heart racing
 Only thing we know fasho is everything we saying
 Hopefully its safe to cite 'em
 Writing with my play pen
 All in her playpen
 Want to see if she taken
 But I'd rather say 'naythin'
 I'd rather say nothing
 The signs be so blatant
 But I know she be bluffin'
 I know she be fakin'
 Yellow tape it with caution
 I know we just fuckin'
 Got my heart in a coffin
 Awesome, with me and her
 It'll never be cuffin'
 Just Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 That's some motherfucking bullshit
 So, what if, I'm the one for you
 And you the one for me?
 Since we ain't got off on the wrong foot
 You're not fucking with it now?
 Fucking talk kinda shit that
 But I, but I like you now
 
 I got me a new girl
 Call herself Karma
 Told her, "If I ever got the chance to
 I'd come and meet her mama"
 The curves on her body
 Got me bumin' through rubbers
 So good, we go zero to 60
 I leave and she miss me
 Now she wanna kiss me (woah)
 Know I better slow down, I'm going too fast
 Keep on playing with a trigger, she might shoot back
 She was cool with them shoes and a new bag
 Now she wanna keep me to herself, won't do that
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Who told you I would call back?
 Now you won't answer
 So petty, all these diamonds and charms
 Drippin' all down your arm
 Still don't know what you want
 But I'm the biggest fan now
 I', backstage throwin' tantrums
 I wait for you in a line, I don't mind
 Doing crime was the fine
 I'ma throw that ass and some
 Know I better slow down, I'm going too fast
 Keep on playing with a trigger, she might shoot back
 Then she get cool with the whole crew, now you like, "Who that?"
 I was your dude, now you're like "Who?"
 Bitch that shit's rude, yeah
 (Won't stop)
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 She like to come, she won't stop coming
 She like to play, she won't stop playing
 I'm at the Days Inn, late night blazin'
 Push it to the limit 'til my heart racing
 Only thing we know fasho is everything we saying
 Hopefully its safe to cite 'em
 Writing with my play pen
 All in her playpen
 Want to see if she taken
 But I'd rather say 'naythin'
 I'd rather say nothing
 The signs be so blatant
 But I know she be bluffin'
 I know she be fakin'
 Yellow tape it with caution
 I know we just fuckin'
 Got my heart in a coffin
 Awesome, with me and her
 It'll never be cuffin'
 Just Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 Karma
 Karma
 Karma
 She won't stop coming around
 That's some motherfucking bullshit
 So, what if, I'm the one for you
 And you the one for me?
 Since we ain't got off on the wrong foot
 You're not fucking with it now?
 Fucking talk kinda shit that
 But I, but I like you now
 

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Tempo
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