Sleep When I Die Lyrics - Young Jeezy

Lets get on this Rose 

72 hours straight 

Do it like Alpo did it back in 88 

Step up in this bitch in an MCM suit 

38 snub in my MCM boots 

Young what you smoking on 

I call it 6 c-notes 

Got it on the westside, cost me 6 c-notes 

Nigga sold it to me so hot call him heatstroke 

Poured all the powder on the table make a ski slope 

You looking at me young rich porter and some raybans 

Bitch I'm finna blow the money trial, this my rain dance 

I'ma have my name ringing so loud it wake the feds up 

Tell the DA we on our way, make the beds up 

I ain't trippin on shit man I sleep when I get down 

Young your going out tomorrow night, I'm like shit yeah 

Every night the club be open bitch we in there 

Tell em all the bottles on me, I broke brick for it 

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I'ma sleep when I die 

Sleep, sleep when I die 

Sleep, sleep when I die 

I got vodka in my left, champagne in my right 

But I do it real big, this could be my last night 

I'ma sleep when I die 

Sleep, sleep when I die 

Sleep, sleep when I die 

I'm gon tell y'all something right now I'm too high 

My name is Snowman bitch I'ma sleep when I die 

We count money all day, why you think my hands hurt 

Photos 

Know I can't serve a nigga that, that my man's work 

You aint a four wall on hold thats a kitkat 

Another nigga want a heinekin that's a six pack 

Cocaine cowboys business now horses 

And every now you might catch us in some Porsche's 

And sellin that soft shit as white as air forces 

And got that rap button nigga aint she gorgeous 

Fall up in the spot, poppin bottles like [?] 

PJ [?] bitch don't bring me no Cristal 

Veuve Clicquot Champagne like we won the World Cup 

Pull up in that champagne thing, fuck the World up 

What type of hood nigga wearing yellow gold rolex 

The weight man bitch the whole hood call me Bo flex 

Either the yellow hand Lamb or the starburst 'rari 

I'm doing too much for you niggas I'm sorry 

Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya 

But you gotta spend it all cuz you can't take it with ya 

Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya 

Yeah I see them boys watching, tell them niggas take a picture 

Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya 

But you gotta do it big 

So when you gone the streets miss ya 

Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya 

I aint never gon sleep cuz I'm trying to get richer