Lil Wayne - 6 Foot 7 Foot lyrics

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch 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 start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher So misunderstood, but what's a world without enigma? Two b**hes at the same time, synchronized swimmers Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when you twist her Never met the b**h, but I f** her like I missed her Life is the b**h, and d**h is her sister Sleep is the cousin, we're a f**in' 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, f** segregation f** that sh**, my money up, you n***as just Honey Nut Young Money running sh** and you n***as just runner-ups I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma keep on doing this sh** Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch 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 n***as like sequins n***as think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end Talking 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 yo a** talk Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt Stop playing, b**h, I got this game on deadbolt Mind so sharp, I f** around and cut my head off Real n***a all day and tomorrow But these mu'f**ers talking 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'ma ball 'til they turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor, I enjoy 'em while they still ripe b**h, stop playing, I do it like a king do If these n***as animals, then I'ma have a mink soon Tell 'em b**hes 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 gla**es 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 Paper chasing, 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, sorta 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 swag you would k** for Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well Tell 'em kiss my a**, call it kiss and tell