6 Foot 7 Foot (Lil Wayne ft. Cory Gunz Cover) - The Paramedic - Lil wayne 6 foot 7 foot минусовка

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Excuse my charisma, vodka wit a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner You dont wan start Weezy, cause the F is for Finisher So misunderstood, but whats 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 fuck her like I missed her Life is the bitch, and death in her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin family picture You know Father Time, we all know Mother Nature Its all in the family, but I am of no relation No matter whos buyin, Im a celebration Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut Young Money runnin shit and you niggas just runner-ups I dont feel I done enough, so Ima keep on doin this shit Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Im goin back in Okay, I lost my mind, its somewhere out there stranded I think you stand under me if you dont understand me Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy But hoes gon be hoes, so I couldnt blame Tammy Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest I beat the beat up, call it self-defense Swear, man, I be seein through these n-ggas like sequins N-ggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end Talkin to myself because I am my own consultant Married to the money, f-ck the world, thats adultery You full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk Young Money eatin, all you haters do is add salt Stop playin, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt Mind so sharp, I f-ck around and cut my head off Real n-gga all day and tomorrow But these mafuckas talkin crazy like they jaw broke Glass half empty, half full, Ill spill ya Try me and run into a wall, outfielder You know Ima ball til they turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor, I enjoy em while they still ripe Bitch, stop playin, I do it like a king do If these n-ggas animals, then Ima have a mink soon Tell em bitches I say put my name on the wall I speak the truth, but I guess thats a foreign language to yall And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on But most of yall dont get the picture less the flash is on Satisfied with nothin, you dont know the half of it Young Money, Cash Money Paper chasin, tell that paper, Look, Im right behind ya Bitch, real Gs move in silence like lasagna People say Im borderline crazy, sorta kinda Woman of my dreams, I dont sleep so I cant find her You n-ggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate Yeah, wit a swag you would kill for Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder Jumped in a wishin well, now wish me well Tell em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell Cory Gunz Word to my mama, Im out of my lima bean Dont 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 thats 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 youll be all over the flo like Luda Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, Im bold like Cuba And I keep a killer ho, she gon blow right through ya I be mackin, bout my stackin, now I pack like a mover Shout to ratchet for backin 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, some wanted dimes That I keep these bucks steady on my mind Tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause T