SONG LYRICS
Lil wayne Featuring Cory Gunz
"6 Foot 7 Foot"
[Hook]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
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 start Weezy, 'cause 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 'cause she open when
you twist her
never met the bitch, but I f**k her like
I missed her
life is the bitch, and death is her sister
sleep is the cousin, what a f**kin' 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**k segregation
f**k 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 or Young Tunafish
[Hook]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
[Lil Wayne - Verse 2]
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, f**k 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 f**k around and cut my
head off
real nigga all day and tomorrow
but these muthaf**kas 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 'til 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
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
[Cory Gunz]
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 f**k niggas, so many
times
that I keep these bucks steady on my mind
tuck these, I f**k 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, bitch
I'm a man, I visit urinals abroad
Tune told me to, I'm shooting when the
funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a BX nigga, ya heard?
Gunna
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