[Hook:]
 Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
 Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

 [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
 Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
 Swagger down pat, call my [bad word] Patricia
 Young Money militia, and I am [bad word]  You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the is for Finisher
 So misunderstood, but what's a World without enigma?
 Two [bad word] at the same time, synchronized swimmers
 Got the girl twisted 
 'cause she open when you twist her
 Never met the [bad word]  but I f-ck her like I missed her
 Life is the [bad word]  and death is her sister
 Sleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin' 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, f-ck segregation
 F-ck that [bad word]  my money up, you n-ggas just Honey Nut
 Young [bad word] [bad word] and you n-ggas [bad word] ups
 I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma keep on doing this [bad word]  Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish

 [Hook:]
 Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
 Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

 [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
 I'm goin' back in
 Okay, I lost my mind, it's somewhere out there stranded
 I think you stand under me if you don't understand me
 Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy
 But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't 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 n-ggas like sequins
 N-ggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end
 Talking to myself because I am my own consultant
 Married to the money, f-ck the world, that's adultery
 You full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo [bad word] talk
 Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt
 Stop playing, [bad word]  I got this game on deadbolt
 Mind so sharp, I f-ck around and cut my head off
 Real n-gga all day and tomorrow
 But these muthaf-ckas talking crazy like they jaw broke
 Glass half empty, half full, I'll spill ya
 Try me [bad word] into a wall, outfielder
 You know I'ma ball 'til they turn off the field lights
 The [bad word] of my labor, I enjoy ‘em while they still ripe
 [bad word]  stop playing, I do it like a king do
 If these n-ggas animals, then I'ma have a mink soon
 Tell ‘em [bad word] I say put my name on the wall
 I speak the [bad word]  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 get 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”
 [bad word]  real G's move in silence like lasagna
 People say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda
 Woman of my dreams, I don't sleep so I can't find her
 You n-ggas 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 [bad word]  call it kiss and tell

 [Verse 3: Cory Gunz]
 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, [bad word]  Wayne signed a fiend
 I played the side for you n-ggas that's tryna front, and see
 Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you n-ggas the son of me
 Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha
 Disturb me, and you'll be all over the flow like Luda
 [bad word]  I flow like scuba, [bad word]  I'm bold like Cuba
 And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya
 I be mackin', 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover
 Shout to ratchet for backing out on