Foot 7 Foot-Lil Wayne/Cory Gunz

[00:06.43]Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch [00:08.49]Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch [00:10.56]Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer [00:13.50]Swagger down pat, call my **** Patricia [00:15.81]Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner [00:17.44]You don’t want start Weezy, ’cause the F is for Finisher [00:20.75]So misunderstood, but what’s a World without enigma? [00:22.93]Two *****es at the same time, synchronized swimmers [00:24.56]Got the girl twisted ’cause she open when you twist her [00:26.24]Never met the *****, but I f-ck her like I missed her [00:29.18]Life is the *****, and death is her sister [00:31.80]Sleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin’ family picture [00:34.87]You know father time, we all know mother nature [00:37.55]It’s all in the family, but I am of no relation [00:40.50]No matter who’s buying, I’m a celebration [00:43.43]Black and white diamonds, f-ck segregation [00:46.18]F-ck that ****, my money up, you n-ggas just Honey Nut [00:49.18]Young Money running **** and you n-ggas just runner-ups [00:51.81]I don’t feel I done enough, so I’ma keep on doing this **** [00:55.31]Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish [00:58.12] [01:02.49]Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch [01:04.73]Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch [01:06.24]I’m goin’ back in [01:08.23]Okay, I lost my mind, it’s somewhere out there stranded [01:10.87]I think you stand under me if you don’t understand me [01:13.92]Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy [01:15.80]But hoes gon’ be hoes, so I couldn’t blame Tammy [01:18.24]Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest [01:20.99]I beat the beat up, call it self defense [01:22.23]Swear man, I be seeing through these n-ggas like sequins [01:24.36]N-ggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end [01:26.67]Talking to myself because I am my own consultant [01:28.74]Married to the money, f-ck the world, that’s adultery [01:31.79]You full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk [01:35.04]Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt [01:37.55]Stop playing, *****, I got this game on deadbolt [01:40.17]Mind so sharp, I f-ck around and cut my head off [01:43.61]Real n-gga all day and tomorrow [01:46.17]But these muthaf-ckas talking crazy like they jaw broke [01:49.17]Glass half empty, half full, I’ll spill ya [01:52.11]Try me and run into a wall, outfielder [01:54.17]You know I’ma ball ’til they turn off the field lights [01:57.74]The fruits of my labor, I enjoy ‘em while they still ripe [02:00.80]*****, stop playing, I do it like a king do [02:03.55]If these n-ggas animals, then I’ma have a mink soon [02:06.54]Tell ‘em *****es I say put my name on the wall [02:09.05]I speak the truth, but I guess that’s a foreign language to y’all [02:12.30]And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on [02:15.11]But most of y’all don’t get the picture ‘less the flash is on [02:18.67]Satisfied with nothing, you don’t know the half of it [02:21.30]Young Money, Cash Money [02:23.30]Paper chasing, tell that paper, “Look, I’m right behind ya” [02:26.43]*****, real G’s move in silence like lasagna [02:28.87]People say I’m borderline crazy, sorta kinda [02:31.73]Woman of my dreams, I don’t sleep so I can’t find her [02:35.43]You n-ggas are gelatin, pea**** to an elephant [02:37.68]I got through that sentence like a su**ect and a predicate [02:40.92]Yeah, with a swag you would kill for [02:43.30]Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder [02:45.69]Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well [02:49.44]Tell ‘em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell [02:52.43]Word to my mama, I’m out of my lima bean [02:55.19]Don’t wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine [02:57.25]Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen [02:59.50] [03:00.21]Now all I want is hits, *****, Wayne signed a fiend [03:05.39]I played the side for you n-ggas that’s tryna front, and see [03:07.46]Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you n-ggas the son of me [03:09.40]Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha [03:11.96]Disturb me, and you’ll be all over the flow like Luda [03:14.71]*****, I flow like scuba, *****, I’m bald like Cuba [03:17.46]And I keep a killer ho, she gon’ blow right through ya [03:20.27]I be mackin’, ’bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover [03:23.21]Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter [03:25.77]N-ggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler [03:28.77]Cash Money cold, *****, but our actions is cooler [03:31.33]Wayne, these n-ggas out they mind [03:33.46]I done told these f-ck n-ggas, so many times [03:35.71]That I keep these bucks steady on my mind [03:37.95]Tuck these, I f-ck these on your mind, pause [03:40.46]To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love? [03:43.33]Keep throwin’ my sign in the middle [03:45.58]Hit ‘em up, piece on my side, [03:48.02]Cause ain’t no peace on my side, ***** [03:49.21]I’m a man, I visit urinals abroad [03:52.02]Tune told me to, I’m shooting when the funeral outside [03:58.02]I’m uptown, thoroughbred, a BX n-gga, ya heard? [04:00.58]Gunna