"lose your life" to wiz khalifa o.n.i.c

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By Keith

the chorus either pay me my money or you could lose your life your life your life your life your life first verse im so high every day i feel like a martians twin hig when im walking out high when im walking in turn your 300 lb body guard into a studio apartement your girl wouldnt pay for you if you was next on the auctioning if you turned up when i walk in its time to turn down haters didnt know they could die well i bet they learned now my cd hit stores tell me how much you earn now not alot your accountant should be concerened now turn the instrumental into a insurance fraud burned down lights camera action get them bottles passing not even the weekend and i feel like steve nashing

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