sixfoot sevenfoot eightfoot bunch sixfoot sevenfoot eightfoot bunchahem 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 were 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 runnerups i dont feel i done enough so ima keep on doing this shit lil tunechi or young tunafishsixfoot sevenfoot eightfoot bunch sixfoot sevenfoot eightfoot bunchim 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 hemen 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 mufuckers 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