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Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot

excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
Swagger pat, call my shit Patricia
Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for
So misunderstood, but what's a world enigma?
Two bitches at the time, synchronized swimmers
Got the girl twisted she open when you twist her
met the bitch, but I fuck her like I missed her
Life is the bitch, and is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, we're a family picture
You know time, we all know mother nature
all in the family, but I am of no relation
No matter buying, I'm a celebration
Black and white diamonds, fuck
Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Nut
Young Money running shit and you niggas runner-ups
I don't I done enough, so I'ma keep on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Tunafish

I'm back in
Okay, I lost my mind, it's somewhere out stranded
I think you under me if you don't understand me
Had my heart broken by this woman named
But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't blame
Just talked to moms, told her she the
I beat the beat up, it self defense
Swear man, I be seeing these niggas like sequins
think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end
Talking to myself I am my own consultant
Married to the money, fuck the world, that's
You full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo ass
Young Money eating, all you haters do is add
Stop playing, bitch, I got game on deadbolt
so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off
Real nigga all day and
But these mu'fuckers talking crazy like they jaw
half empty, half full, I'll spill ya
Try me and run a wall, outfielder
You know I'ma ball 'til they turn off the field
The fruits of my labor, I enjoy 'em they still ripe
Bitch, playing, I do it like a king do
If these niggas animals, then I'ma a mink soon
'em bitches I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess that's a foreign to y'all
And I call it like I see it, and my on
But most of y'all don't get the picture 'less the is on
with nothing, you don't know the half of it
Young Money, Cash
Paper chasing, tell paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, real G's in silence like lasagna
say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda
Woman of my dreams, I don't sleep so I find her
You niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an
I got through that sentence like a and a predicate
Yeah, with a you would kill for
too strong, pockets on bodybuilder
Jumped in a well, now wish me well
Tell 'em kiss my ass, it kiss and tell

to my mama, I'm out of my lima bean
Don't wanna see that drama mean, guess I'm Dramamine
Llama scream, hotter summer sun on a Ghana queen
Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a
I played the side for you niggas tryna front, and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
Pause for this speech, I glow like Buddha
Disturb me, and you'll be all over the like Luda
Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bold Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right ya
I be macking, 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a
Shout to ratchet for backing out on of my shooter
Niggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your
Cash Money cold, bitch, but our is cooler
Wayne, niggas out they mind
I done these fuck niggas, so many times
That I these bucks steady on my mind
Tuck these, I fuck these on mind, pause
To feed them, on my grind, need a little luck
Keep my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my side, 'cause ain't no peace on my side,
I'm a man, I visit abroad
Tune told me to, I'm shooting when the funeral
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya