Chris Brown

I Don't Die
Yo, this VirginiaStraight from the country, right there wit my kinfolkGolds in my mouth and they put 26's on Benzo'sDirt roads, back woodThey got weed but I've been dopeRatchet, nigga we act hoodBut I'm getting money with these white folkSippin and I'm faded, super medicatedSaid she wanna check the poleI said Okay Sarah Palin, so I lay down and lay inA nigga gon' be faded, all the way to the AMMore drink, pour it upMore weed, roll it upWhoa there ho, you know whats upQuit hoggin' the blunt bitchch, slow downPimps up, hoes downAss up, nose downDamn bitch I do itAnd this the life we choseWorkin' all nightSwear I'm never going brokeAnd I'mma do this till I dieAnd I ain't talking shit just cause I'm, just cause I'm (I'm high)SongtexteOh God, oh GodOK, wow, bowLook at me now, chief like a IndianTalkin' in clouds, I'm high as a bitchI'm talking to cloudsOff tree every night like I roam with the owlsI super soak that ho, show 'em no love just throw em a towelStill rocking Louis Vuitton condom, cause I'm so fucking in style, wowNew crib, crash that. Drove here, cab backNow knock that pussy out, yeah that's just a little cat napHold up, hold up woahDon't be smoking my shit, I be smoking that fireAnd she be smoking my dickMore drink, pour it upMore weed, roll it upWhoa there ho, you know wassupQuit hoggin' the blunt bitch, slow downPimps up, hoes downAss up, nose downDamn bitch I do itAnd this the live we choseWorkin' all nightSwear I'm never going brokeAnd I'mma do this till I dieAnd I ain't talking shit just cause I'm, just cause I'm (I'm high)Smoking, choking, always rollin' somethingI don't need a key to start my carBitch I just push a button and theater showingGot a half a mill and spent it like it's nothingMoney flowing, never soberSmoking till I got concussions, no discussionsMan I got a condo and got a big cribPounds all over my kitchen isIf I ain't on the road gettin' itThen I'm in the hood where my niggas liveDid a tour, sold it out, just bought a pound 'bout to finish itNow all my pasta got shrimp in itYou talk about it I'm living itFucking little bitchMore drink, pour it upMore weed, roll it upWhoa there ho, you know wassupQuit hoggin' the blunt b-ch, slow downPimps up, hoes downAss up, nose downDamn bitch I do itAnd this the live we choseWorkin' all nightSwear I'm never going brokeAnd I'mma do this till I dieAnd I ain't talking shit just cause I'm, just cause I'm (I'm high)Real nigga never frontin'Cause when you got it allEverybody want somethin'Middle finger in the air no fist pumpAnd me, Sean and Wiz got this bitch jumpingAh! Finally got this bitch jumpingGot this bitch jumpin'Fly, that's me Aus Songtexte Mania