Chris Brown – Till I Die ft Big Sean & Wiz Khalifa

Till I Die is a melodious music composed and performed by a distinguished singer, Chris Brown featuring Big Sean & Wiz Khalifa.

This incredible tune is part of the expanded edition of his award winning album project “Fortune” which he officially released on 29 June 2012.

Check out the Melody of this tune and enjoy it with the volume of your speaker on the 100 level.

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LYRICS

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 (Ha ha!)

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, ha ha)

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, everybody 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