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6 Foot 7 Foot

[Hook:]

Hey mr. tally man, tally me banana.

Daylight come and we wan' go home.

Day me say day me say day me say day-o.

Daylight come and we wan' go home.

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

[Verse 1:]

Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer

Swagger down pat, call me Al 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 chicas at the same time, synchronized swimmers

Got the man twisted 'cause he open when you twist him

Never met the guy, but I treat him like I missed him

Life is the witch, and death is her sister

Sleep is the cousin, what an awkward 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, forget segregation

Screw that foo', my money up, you jiggas just Honey Nut

Young Money running this and you jiggas just runner-ups

I don't feel I done enough, so I'm a keep on doing this stuff

Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish

[Hook:]

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

[Verse 2:]

Okay, I'm goin' back in

Okay, yo stop playin, I do it like a king do

If these jiggas animals, then I'm a have a mink soon.

Telling peoples 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 see 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"

Yo, real Gs move in silence like lasagna

People say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda

Man of my dreams- I don't sleep, already found ya.

You jiggas 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 a bodybuilder

Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well

Tell 'em kiss my butt, call it kiss and tell

Yeah 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, yo, Wayne signed a fiend

I played the side for you jiggas that's tryna front, and see

Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you jiggas the son of me

Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha

Disturb me, and you'll be all over the floor like Luda

Yo, I flow like scuba, yo, I'm bald like Cuba

And I keep it killer dough, I'm a blow right through ya

I be mackin', 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover

Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter

Jiggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler

Cash Money cold, yo, but our actions is cooler

Wayne, these jiggas out they mind

I told these stupid jiggas, so many times

That to get them bucks to be on my mind

Suck these, I tuck these on my mind, pause

Too on my grind, did I get a little love?

Yeah bit by God

Hit 'em up, piece on my side, 'cause ain't no peace on my side, oh

I'm a girl, I visit bathroom lines abroad

Tune told me to, I'm shooting when the funeral outside

I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a GX jigga, ya heard?

Gunna gunna yeah-

Daylight come and we wan go home.

Daylight come and we wan go home.

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