Текст песни Six Foot, Seven Foot - lil wayne , Wiz Khalifa
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
f-ck
her
like
I
missed
her
Life
is
the
bitch,
and
death
is
her
sister
Sleep
is
the
cousin,
what
a
f-ckin'
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-ck
segregation
F-ck
that
shit,
my
money
up,
you
n-ggas
just
Honey
Nut
Young
Money
running
shit
and
you
n-ggas
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
n-ggas
like
sequins
N-ggas
think
they
He-Men,
pow,
pow,
the
end
Talking
to
myself
because
I
am
my
own
consultant
Married
to
the
money,
f-ck
the
world,
that's
adultery
You
full
of
sh-t,
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-ck
around
and
cut
my
head
off
Real
n-gga
all
day
and
tomorrow
But
these
muthaf-ckas
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
n-ggas
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
n-ggas
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
n-ggas
that's
tryna
front,
and
see
Son
of
Gunz,
Son
of
Sam,
you
n-ggas
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
N-ggas
think
they
high
as
I,
I
come
laugh
at
your
ruler
Cash
Money
cold,
bitch,
but
our
actions
is
cooler
Wayne,
these
n-ggas
out
they
mind
I
done
told
these
f-ck
n-ggas,
so
many
times
That
I
keep
these
bucks
steady
on
my
mind
Tuck
these,
I
f-ck
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
n-gga,
ya
heard?
Gunna
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2 Purp & Yellow (The LA Leakers)
3 Six Foot, Seven Foot
4 Whip It Around
5 Rappappompom
6 Retrosuperfuture
7 All on Me
8 Familiar
9 I’m Good
10 Real Estate
11 Best Night of My Life
12 Hoes & Ladies
13 Huey Newton
14 Do It Again
15 Up
16 Who U Are
17 Get in My Car (bonus)
18 30 Minutes to New Orleans
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