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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 sixty 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 Told you I would call back SongtexteNow 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 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' That's Karma Karma Karma Karma She won't stop coming around Karma Karma Karma She won't stop coming around Aus Songtexte Mania