Chris Brown - Till I Die lyrics

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Chris Brown - Till I Die lyrics

[Chris Brown:] Yo, this Virginia Straight from the country, right there with my kinfolk Golds in my mouth and they put 26's on Benzo's Dirt roads, back wood They got weed but I've been dope Ratchet, n***a we act hood But I'm getting money with these white folk Sippin and I'm faded, super medicated Said she wanna check the pole I said Okay Sarah Palin, so I lay down and lay in A n***a gon' be faded, all the way to the AM [Hook:] More drink, pour it up More weed, roll it up Whoa there ho, you know wa**up Quit hoggin' the blunt b**h, slow down Pimps up, hoes down Ass up, nose down Damn b**h I do it And this the life we chose Workin' all night Swear I'm never going broke And I'm a do this till I die And I ain't talking sh** just cause I'm, just cause I'm... (I'm high) Oh God, oh God [Big Sean:] Ok, wow, bow Look at me now, chief like a indian Talkin in clouds, I'm high as a b**h I'm talking to clouds Off tree every night like I roam with the owls I super soak that ho, show 'em no love just throw em a towel Still rocking Louis Vuitton condom, cause I'm so f**ing in style, wow New crib, crash that. Drove here, cab back Now knock that p**y out, yeah that's just a little cat nap Hold up, hold up woah Don't be smoking my sh**, I be smoking that fire She be smoking my dick [Hook:] More drink, pour it up More weed, roll it up Whoa there ho, you know wa**up Quit hoggin' the blunt b**h, slow down Pimps up, hoes down Ass up, nose down Damn b**h I do it And this the life we chose Workin' all night Swear I'm never going broke And I'm a do this till I die And I ain't talking sh** just cause I'm, just cause I'm... (I'm high) [Wiz Khalifa:] Smoking, choking, always rollin' something I don't need a key to start my car b**h I just push a bu*ton and did a show Got a half a mill and spent it like it's nothing Money flowing, never sober Smoking till I got concussion, no discussion Man I got a condo and got a big crib Pounds all over my kitchen is If I ain't on the road gettin' it Then I'm in the hood where my n***as live Did a tour, sold it out, just bought a pound 'bout to finish it Now all my pasta got shrimp in it You talk about and I'm living it f**ing little b**h [Hook:] More drink, pour it up More weed, roll it up Whoa there ho, you know wa**up Quit hoggin' the blunt b**h, slow down Pimps up, hoes down Ass up, nose down Damn b**h I do it And this the life we chose Workin' all night Swear I'm never going broke And I'm a do this till I die And I ain't talking sh** just cause I'm, just cause I'm... (I'm high) [Chris Brown:] Real n***a never frontin' Cause when you got it all Everybody want somethin' Middle finger in the air no fist pump And me, Sean and Wiz got this b**h jumping Ah! Finally got this b**h jumping Got this b**h jumpin' Fly... that's me...