| Song | 6 Foot 7 Foot - Edited Version |
| Artist | Lil Wayne |
| Artist | Cory Gunz |
| Album | R&B Collection Summer 2011 |
| [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 shit 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 bitches 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 bitch, but I f-ck her like I missed her |
| [00:29.18] | Life is the bitch, 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 shit, my money up, you n-ggas just Honey Nut |
| [00:49.18] | Young Money running shit and you n-ggas just runner-ups |
| [00:51.81] | I don’t feel I done enough, so I’ma keep on doing this shit |
| [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, bitch, 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] | Bitch, 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 bitches 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] | Bitch, 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, peanuts to an elephant |
| [02:37.68] | I got through that sentence like a subject 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, bitch, 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] | Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, 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, bitch, 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, bitch |
| [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 |
| [00:06.43] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
| [00:08.49] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
| [00:10.56] | Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer |
| [00:13.50] | Swagger down pat, call my shit 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 bitches 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 bitch, but I fck her like I missed her |
| [00:29.18] | Life is the bitch, and death is her sister |
| [00:31.80] | Sleep is the cousin, what a fckin' 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, fck segregation |
| [00:46.18] | Fck that shit, my money up, you nggas just Honey Nut |
| [00:49.18] | Young Money running shit and you nggas just runnerups |
| [00:51.81] | I don' t feel I done enough, so I' ma keep on doing this shit |
| [00:55.31] | Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish |
| [00:58.12] | |
| [01:02.49] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
| [01:04.73] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot 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 nggas like sequins |
| [01:24.36] | Nggas think they HeMen, pow, pow, the end |
| [01:26.67] | Talking to myself because I am my own consultant |
| [01:28.74] | Married to the money, fck the world, that' s adultery |
| [01:31.79] | You full of sht, 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, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt |
| [01:40.17] | Mind so sharp, I fck around and cut my head off |
| [01:43.61] | Real ngga all day and tomorrow |
| [01:46.17] | But these muthafckas 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] | Bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do |
| [02:03.55] | If these nggas animals, then I' ma have a mink soon |
| [02:06.54] | Tell ' em bitches 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] | Bitch, 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 nggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant |
| [02:37.68] | I got through that sentence like a subject 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, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend |
| [03:05.39] | I played the side for you nggas that' s tryna front, and see |
| [03:07.46] | Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you nggas 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] | Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, 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] | Nggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler |
| [03:28.77] | Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler |
| [03:31.33] | Wayne, these nggas out they mind |
| [03:33.46] | I done told these fck nggas, so many times |
| [03:35.71] | That I keep these bucks steady on my mind |
| [03:37.95] | Tuck these, I fck 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, bitch |
| [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 ngga, ya heard? |
| [04:00.58] | Gunna |