Lil Wayne - 6'7 lyrics

Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my sh** Patricia Young Money militia and I am the commissioner You don't want to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher So misunderstood, but what's the world without enigma? Two b**hes at the same time, synchronized swimmers Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when ya twist her Never met the b**h, but I'll f** her like I missed her Life is a b**h and d**h is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a f**in' family picture You know father time and we all know mother nature It's all in the family, but I am of no relation No matter who's buyin', I'm a celebration Black and white diamonds, f** segregation f** that sh**, my money up, you n***as just huntin' nut Young Money runnin' sh** and you n***as just runner-up's I don't feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' this sh** La Tucci or Young Tunafish Yeah, I'm goin' back in 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 ho's gon' be ho's so I couldn't blame Tammy Just talk to moms, told her she the sweetest I beat the beat up, call it self-defense Swimmin', I be seein' through this n***as like sequins n***as think they He-man, pow, pow, the end Talkin' to myself because I am my own consultant Married to the money, f** the world, that's adultery You full of sh**, you close your mouth and let you a** talk Young Money eatin', all you haters do is add salt Stop playin', b**h, I got this game on dead bolt Mind so sharp, I f** around and cut my head off Real n***a all day and tomorrow But these motherf**ers talkin' crazy like they jaw broke Gla** half-empty, half-full, I'll spill ya Try me and run into a wall, outfielder You know I'mma ball 'til they turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor, I enjoy them while they still ripe b**h, stop playin', I do it like a king do If these n***a's animals then I'mma have a mink suit Tell them b**hes I said 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 gla**es on But most y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on Satisfied with nothin', you don't know the half of it Young Money, Cash Money Paper chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya" b**h, real G's move in silence like lasagna People say I'm borderline crazy, sort of, kinda Woman of my dreams? I don't sleep so I can't find her You n***as are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate Yeah, with a swagg' you would k** for Money too strong, pockets on body-builder Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well Tell 'em kiss my a**, call it kiss and tell 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, b**h, Wayne signed a fiend I played the side for you n***as that's tryin' to front and see Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you n***as the son of me Pause for this dumber speech, I blow like Buddha Disturb me and you'll be all over the flo' like Luda b**h, I flow like scuba, b**h, I'm bald like Cuba And I keep a k**er 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 n***as think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler Cash Money cold, b**h, but our actions is cooler Wayne, these n***as out they mind, I done told these f** n***as, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I f** 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 'cause ain't no peace on my side b**h, I'm a man, I visit urinals abroad Tune tells me who I'm shooting when the funeral outside I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. n***a, ya heard? Gunna Gunna, gunna