Album Name

Tha Carter IV (Explicit Version)

Artist

Lil Wayne

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2011.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

6 Foot 7 Foot (Feat. Cory Gunz) - Lil Wayne
Six foot seven foot eight foot bunch
Six foot seven foot eight foot bunch
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 fuck her like I missed her
Life is the bitch and death is her sister
Sleep is the cousin
what a fuckin' 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
fuck segregation
Fuck 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
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
niggas like sequins
Niggas think they
He Man pow pow the end
Talking to myself because
I am my own consultant
Married to the money
fuck 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 fuck around and cut my head off
Real nigga all day and tomorrow
But these muthafuckas
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
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 tryin' to 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 fuck niggas
so many times
That I keep these bucks steady on my mind
Tuck these
I fuck 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