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6 Foot 7 Foot

In the style of

Lil Wayne

feat.

Cory Gunz

Lyrics

hu-hum

excuse my charisma
vodka with a spritzer

swagger down pat
call my shit patricia

young money militia
and i am the commissioner

you don't want to start weezy
'cos the f is for finisher

so misunderstood but what's
a world without enigma?

two bitches at the same time
synchronized swimmers

got the girl twisted 'cos she
open when you twist her

never met the bitch
but i fuck her like i missed her

life is the bitch
and death is her sister

sleep is the cousin
what a fuckin' family picture

you know father time
we all know mother nature

it's all in the family
but i am of no relation

no matter who's buying
i'm a celebration

black and white diamonds
fuck segregation

fuck that shit my money up
you niggas just honey nut

young money running shit
and you niggas just runner-ups

i don't feel i done enough
so i'ma keep on doing this shit

lil' tunechi and
young tunafish

ha

yeah
i'm going back in okay

i lost my mind it's somewhere
out there stranded

i think you stand under me
if you don't understand me

had my heart broken
by this woman named tammy

but hoes gon' be hoes
so i couldn't blame tammy

just talked to moms
told her she the sweetest

i beat the beat up
call it self defense

swear man i be seeing through
these niggas like sequins

niggas think they he-men
pow pow the end

talking to myself because
i am my own consultant

married to the money
fuck the world that's adultery

you full of shit you close your
mouth and let yo ass talk

young money eating all
you haters do is add salt

stop playing bitch i got
this game on deadbolt

mind so sharp i fuck around
and cut my head off

real nigga all
day and tomorrow

but these muthafuckas talking
crazy like they jaw broke

glass half empty half
full i'll spill ya

try me and run into
a wall outfielder

you know i'ma ball 'till
they turn off the field lights

the fruits of my labor i
enjoy 'em while they still ripe

bitch stop playing
i do it like a king do

if these niggas animals
then i'ma have a mink soon

tell 'em bitches
i say put my name on the wall

i speak the truth but i guess
that's a foreign language to y'all

and i call it like i see it
and my glasses on

but most of y'all don't get
the picture 'less the flash is on

satisfied with nothing
you don't know the half of it

young money cash money

uh paper chasing tell that
paper look i'm right behind ya

bitch real g's move in
silence like lasagna

people say i'm borderline
crazy sorta kinda

woman of my dreams i don't
sleep so i can't find her

you niggas are gelatin
peanuts to an elephant

i got through that sentence
like a subject and a predicate

yeah with a swag
you would kill for

money too strong
pockets on bodybuilder

jumped in a wishing well
now wish me well

tell 'em kiss my ass
call it kiss and tell

yeah word to my mama i'm
out of my lima bean don't

wanna see what that drama
mean get some dramamine

llama scream hotter than
summer sun on a ghana queen

now all i want is hits
bitch wayne signed a fiend

i played the side for you niggas
that's tryna front and see

son of gunz son of sam
you niggas the son of me

pause for this dumber speech
i glow like buddha

disturb me and you'll be all
over the flow like luda

bitch i flow like scuba
bitch i'm bald like cuba

and i keep a killer ho
she gon' blow right through ya

i be macking 'bout my stacking
now i pack like a mover shout

to ratchet for backing out
on behalf of my shooter

niggas think they high as i
i come laugh at your ruler

cash money cold bitch but
our actions is cooler

wayne these niggas
out they mind

i done told these fuck
niggas so many times

that i keep these bucks
steady on my mind

tuck i these i fuck
these on your mind pause

to feed them on my grind
did i get a little love?

keep throwing my sign
in the middle

hit 'em up piece on my side
'cos ain't no peace

on my side
bitch

i'm a man i visit urinals abroad
tune told me to i'm

shooting when the
funeral outside

i'm uptown thorough bred a
bx nigga ya heard?

gunna

Details

  • Duration : 4:07
  • Key : Ab
  • Genre : R&B/Hip-Hop
  • Year released : 2010
  • Language : English

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