Mi Vida Mi Muerte

They're my luck and they're also my death
They're my luck and they're also my death
They're my luck and they're also my death
They're my luck and they're also my death

And how can I deny that desire got the best of me?
I know I shouldn't, but I want both at two (I want)
Checked my phone, the fire's lit
Damn crazy girl, even flipped me the bird

But I'm the good one for her
And a long time ago she said: That's good, 'cause I don't want you anymore
Said I'm a dog, that money changed me
And now she wants to make me jealous with some idiot

But that's no problem, I stay calm
And I'm still waiting for my birthday in January
The black gold chain's coming so we can toast
With a good joint, a whiskey, and tequila on pure ice

And I just can't get her out of my head
I don't know what it is about that ass, those tits
And I just can't get her out of my head
I don't know what it is about that ass, those tits

I'm only twenty
Wearing my P. Plein shirt
Money, money, rain, rain
While you're in C. Klein

I know you're ready to bang
While you're wearing my chain
Living life, I'm CJ
You are mine, baby

And I just can't get her out of my head
I don't know what it is about that ass, those tits
And I just can't get her out of my head
I don't know what it is about that ass, those tits
They're my luck and they're also my death

(And I just can't get her out of my head)
They're my luck and they're also my death (I don't know what it is about that ass, those tits)
They're my luck and they're also my death
(And I just can't get her out of my head)
They're my luck and they're also my death