Till I Die (Explicit)
Chris Brown, Big Sean, Wiz Khalifa"Till I Die (Explicit)" is a song by Chris Brown, Big Sean, Wiz Khalifa, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:52 long and contains 94 lines and 658 words.
Lyrics
0:00Composer: Danja
0:08Yeah
0:12This Virginia
0:13Straight from the country, right there with my kinfolk
0:16Golds in my mouth and they put 26's on Benzos
0:19Dirt roads, back woods, they got weed but I've been dope
0:23Ratchet, nigga, we act hood
0:24But I'm gettin' money with these white folk
0:26Sippin' and I'm faded, s-s-s-super medicated
0:29Said she wanna check the pole, I said, "Okay, Sarah Palin"
0:32Yeah, yeah-yeah-y-y-y-yeah, so I lay down and lay in
0:36A nigga gon' be faded, all the way to the AM, yeah
0:39Boi, damn, whoa, shit
0:46Okay, more drink, po' it up (Boi)
0:48More weed, roll it up (Boi)
0:49Whoa there, ho, you know wassup (You know wassup, I'm high)
0:52Quit hoggin' the blunt, bitch, slow down
0:54Pimps up, hoes down
0:56Ass up, nose down
0:58Damn, bitch, I do it (I'm high, do it, do it)
1:00And this the life we chose
1:03Workin' all night, swear I'm never goin' broke (I'm high)
1:06Broke, and I'ma do this 'til I die (Die)
1:09And I ain't talkin' shit just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm (What? I'm high)
1:12Yup
1:14Whoa, boi
1:16Oh God, oh God (Boi, boi)
1:18Okay, wow, bow, look at me now
1:21Chief like a Indian, talkin' in clouds
1:23I'm high as a bitch, I'm talkin' to clouds
1:24Off tree every night like I roam with the owls
1:26I super soak that ho
1:28Show 'em no love, just throw 'em a towel
1:29Still rockin' Louis Vuitton condoms (Still)
1:31'Cause I'm so fuckin' in style, wow
1:32New crib, crash that (Whoa)
1:34Drove here, cab back (Swerve)
1:36Now knock that pussy out (Out)
1:38Yeah, that's just a little cat nap
1:39Hold up, hold up, whoa, don't be smokin' my shit (My shit)
1:42I be smokin' that fire (That fire)
1:45She be smokin' my dick (My dick)
1:46Be smokin' my dick, boi
1:49Lil' bitch
1:51Whoa, okay
1:53Okay, more drink, po' it up (Boi)
1:54More weed, roll it up (Boi)
1:56Whoa there, ho, you know wassup (You know wassup, I'm high)
1:58Quit hoggin' the blunt, bitch, slow down
2:01Pimps up, hoes down
2:03Ass up, nose down
2:05Damn, bitch, I do it (I'm high, do it, do it)
2:06And this the life we chose
2:09Workin' all night, swear I'm never goin' broke (I'm high)
2:13Broke, and I'ma do this 'til I die (Die)
2:16And I ain't talkin' shit just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm (What? I'm high)
2:18Yeah
2:22Tahahahaha, uh
2:24Smokin', chokin', always rollin' something
2:28I don't need a key to start my car
2:30Bitch, I just push a button
2:32Did a show and got a half a mil'
2:33And spent it like it's nothing, money flowin'
2:36Never sober, smokin' 'til I got concussions, no discussion
2:39Man, I got a condo and got a big crib
2:41Pounds all over my kitchenettes
2:43If I ain't on the road gettin' it
2:44Then I'm in the hood where my niggas live
2:46Did a tour, sold it out
2:47Just bought a pound, 'bout to finish it
2:49Now all my pasta got shrimp in it
2:51You talk about it, and I'm livin' it (And I'm livin' it)
2:53Fuckin' little bitch, hahahahaha
2:55Boi, whoa
2:57Uh!
2:59Okay, more drink, po' it up (Boi)
3:01More weed, roll it up (Boi, ah!)
3:03Whoa there, ho, you know wassup (You know wassup, what? I'm high)
3:05Quit hoggin' the blunt, bitch, slow down (Haha!)
3:07Pimps up, hoes down
3:09Ass up, nose down
3:11Damn, bitch, I do it (Ha, I'm high, do it, do it)
3:13And this the life we chose
3:16Workin' all night, swear I'm never goin' broke (Ha, I'm high, haha)
3:19Broke, and I'ma do this 'til I die (Die, what?)
3:22And I ain't talkin' shit just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm (What? I'm high)
3:26Real nigga never frontin' (Yeah)
3:29'Cause when you got it all, errybody want somethin'
3:32Middle finger in the air, no fist pump
3:36And me, Sean and Wiz got this bitch jumpin'
3:39Huh, finally got this bitch jumpin'
3:42Got this bitch jumpin'
3:46Fly, that's me
3:52Hahahaha
Composer: Danja Yeah This Virginia Straight from the country, right there with my kinfolk Golds in my mouth and they put 26's on Benzos Dirt roads, back woods, they got weed but I've been dope Ratchet, nigga, we act hood But I'm gettin' money with these white folk Sippin' and I'm faded, s-s-s-super medicated Said she wanna check the pole, I said, "Okay, Sarah Palin" Yeah, yeah-yeah-y-y-y-yeah, so I lay down and lay in A nigga gon' be faded, all the way to the AM, yeah Boi, damn, whoa, shit Okay, more drink, po' it up (Boi) More weed, roll it up (Boi) Whoa there, ho, you know wassup (You know wassup, I'm high) Quit hoggin' the blunt, bitch, slow down Pimps up, hoes down Ass up, nose down Damn, bitch, I do it (I'm high, do it, do it) And this the life we chose Workin' all night, swear I'm never goin' broke (I'm high) Broke, and I'ma do this 'til I die (Die) And I ain't talkin' shit just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm (What? I'm high) Yup Whoa, boi Oh God, oh God (Boi, boi) Okay, wow, bow, look at me now Chief like a Indian, talkin' in clouds I'm high as a bitch, I'm talkin' 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 rockin' Louis Vuitton condoms (Still) 'Cause I'm so fuckin' in style, wow New crib, crash that (Whoa) Drove here, cab back (Swerve) Now knock that pussy out (Out) Yeah, that's just a little cat nap Hold up, hold up, whoa, don't be smokin' my shit (My shit) I be smokin' that fire (That fire) She be smokin' my dick (My dick) Be smokin' my dick, boi Lil' bitch Whoa, okay Okay, more drink, po' it up (Boi) More weed, roll it up (Boi) Whoa there, ho, you know wassup (You know wassup, I'm high) Quit hoggin' the blunt, bitch, slow down Pimps up, hoes down Ass up, nose down Damn, bitch, I do it (I'm high, do it, do it) And this the life we chose Workin' all night, swear I'm never goin' broke (I'm high) Broke, and I'ma do this 'til I die (Die) And I ain't talkin' shit just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm (What? I'm high) Yeah Tahahahaha, uh Smokin', chokin', always rollin' something I don't need a key to start my car Bitch, I just push a button Did a show and got a half a mil' And spent it like it's nothing, money flowin' Never sober, smokin' 'til I got concussions, no discussion Man, I got a condo and got a big crib Pounds all over my kitchenettes If I ain't on the road gettin' it Then I'm in the hood where my niggas 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 it, and I'm livin' it (And I'm livin' it) Fuckin' little bitch, hahahahaha Boi, whoa Uh! Okay, more drink, po' it up (Boi) More weed, roll it up (Boi, ah!) Whoa there, ho, you know wassup (You know wassup, what? I'm high) Quit hoggin' the blunt, bitch, slow down (Haha!) Pimps up, hoes down Ass up, nose down Damn, bitch, I do it (Ha, I'm high, do it, do it) And this the life we chose Workin' all night, swear I'm never goin' broke (Ha, I'm high, haha) Broke, and I'ma do this 'til I die (Die, what?) And I ain't talkin' shit just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm (What? I'm high) Real nigga never frontin' (Yeah) 'Cause when you got it all, errybody want somethin' Middle finger in the air, no fist pump And me, Sean and Wiz got this bitch jumpin' Huh, finally got this bitch jumpin' Got this bitch jumpin' Fly, that's me Hahahaha
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