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 dont want 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 is 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 buying
Im 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 dont feel I done enough
so Im a keep on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish
Six foot seven foot
eight foot bunch
Six foot seven foot
eight foot bunch
Im going 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 seeing through
these niggas like sequins
niggas think they He Men
pow pow the end
talking to myself
because I am my own consultant
married to the money
fuck the world thats 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 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 playing
I do it like a king do
if these niggas 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 nothing
you dont know the half of it
Young Money Cash Money
paper chasing 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 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
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 flow like Luda
bitch I flow like scuba bitch
Im 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 aint no peace
on my side bitch
Im a man I visit urinals abroad
Tune told me to
Im shooting when the
funeral outside
Im uptown thoroughbred
a BX nigga ya heard
Gunna
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