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Chris Brown
Till I Die
Lyrics
(Feat. Big Sean & Wiz Khalifa)

[Verse 1 - Chris Brown]
Yo, West Virginia
Straight from the country, right there witf my kinfolk
Golds in my mouth and they put 26Œs on Benzofs
Dirt roads, back woods
They got weed but Ifve been dope
Ratchet, n-gga we act hood
But Ifm getting money with these white folk
Sippin and Ifm faded, super medicated
Said she wanna check the pole
I said Okay Sarah Palin, so I lay down and lay in
A n-gga gonf be faded, all the way to the AM yeah

[Hook - Big Sean]
More drink, pour it up
More weed, roll it up
Whoa there ho, you know wassup
Quit hogginf the blunt bitch, slow down
Pimps up, hoes down
Ass up, nose down
Damn, b-tch I do it

And this the life we chose
Workinf all night
Swear Ifm never going broke
And Ifmma do this till I die
And I ainft talking sh*t just cause Ifm, just cause Ifmc
(Ifm high)

Oh God, oh God

[Big Sean]
Ok, wow, bow
Look at me now, chief like an indian
Talkin in clouds, Ifm high as a b-tch
Ifm talking to clouds
Off tree every night like I roam with the owls
I super soak that hoe, show eem no love just throw eem a towel
Still rocking Louis Vuitton condom, cause Ifm so f-ck-ng in style, wow
New crib, crash that, Drove here, cab back
Now knock that pussy out, yeah thatfs just a little cat nap
Hold up, hold up woah
Donft be smoking my sh-t, I be smoking that fire
And she be smoking my d-ck

[Hook]
More drink, pour it up
More weed, roll it up
Whoa there ho, you know wassup
Quit hogginf the blunt bitch, slow down
Pimps up, hoes down
Ass up, nose down
Damn b-tch I do it

And this the life we chose
Workinf all night
Swear Ifm never going broke
And Ifmma do this till I die
And I ainft talking sh-t just cause Ifm, just cause Ifmc
(Ifm high)

[Wiz Khalifa]
Smoking, choking, always rollinf something
I donft need a key to start my car
Bi**h I just push a button and theater showing
Got a half a mill and spent it like itfs nothing
Money flowing, never sober
Smoking till I got concussions, no discussions
Man I got a condo and got a big crib
Pounds all over my kitchen is
If I ainft on the road gettinf it
Then Ifm in the hood where my ni**as live
Did a tour, sold it out, just bought a pound fbout to finish it
Now all my pasta got shrimp in it
You talk about it and Ifm living it
F**king little b-tch

[Hook]
More drink, pour it up
More weed, roll it up
Whoa there ho, you know wassup
Quit hogginf the blunt bitch, slow down
Pimps up, hoes down
Ass up, nose down
Damn b***h I do it

And this the live we chose
Workinf all night
Swear Ifm never going broke
And Ifmma do this till I die
And I ainft talking sh*t just cause Ifm, just cause Ifmc
(Ifm high)

[Chris Brown]
Real n-gga never frontinf
Cause when you got it all
Everybody want somethinf
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f
Fly, thatfs me.