[00:00.550] | Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch |
[00:03.110] | Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch |
[00:05.460] | |
[00:05.980] | Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer |
[00:08.830] | Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia |
[00:11.750] | Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner |
[00:14.500] | You don’t want start Weezy, ’cause the F is for Finisher |
[00:17.410] | So misunderstood, but what’s a World without enigma? |
[00:20.260] | Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers |
[00:23.400] | Got the girl twisted ’cause she open when you twist her |
[00:26.100] | Never met the bitch, but I f-ck her like I missed her |
[00:28.860] | Life is the bitch, and death is her sister |
[00:31.690] | Sleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin’ family picture |
[00:34.610] | You know father time, we all know mother nature |
[00:37.430] | It’s all in the family, but I am of no relation |
[00:40.260] | No matter who’s buying, I’m a celebration |
[00:43.210] | Black and white diamonds, f-ck segregation |
[00:46.300] | F-ck that shit, my money up, you n-ggas just Honey Nut |
[00:48.900] | Young Money running shit and you n-ggas just runner-ups |
[00:51.780] | I don’t feel I done enough, so I’ma keep on doing this shit |
[00:54.650] | Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish |
[00:55.910] | |
[00:57.360] | Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch |
[01:00.230] | Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch |
[01:02.430] | |
[01:02.970] | I’m goin’ back in |
[01:03.420] | Okay, I lost my mind, it’s somewhere out there stranded |
[01:05.890] | I think you stand under me if you don’t understand me |
[01:08.820] | Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy |
[01:11.630] | But hoes gon’ be hoes, so I couldn’t blame Tammy |
[01:14.570] | Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest |
[01:17.360] | I beat the beat up, call it self defense |
[01:20.280] | Swear man, I be seeing through these n-ggas like sequins |
[01:23.800] | N-ggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end |
[01:26.0] | Talking to myself because I am my own consultant |
[01:28.720] | Married to the money, f-ck the world, that’s adultery |
[01:31.670] | You full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk |
[01:34.390] | Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt |
[01:37.400] | Stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt |
[01:40.420] | Mind so sharp, I f-ck around and cut my head off |
[01:43.160] | Real n-gga all day and tomorrow |
[01:45.900] | But these muthaf-ckas talking crazy like they jaw broke |
[01:48.880] | Glass half empty, half full, I’ll spill ya |
[01:51.610] | |
[01:52.160] | Try me and run into a wall, outfielder |
[01:54.570] | You know I’ma ball ’til they turn off the field lights |
[01:57.380] | The fruits of my labor, I enjoy ‘em while they still ripe |
[02:00.260] | Bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do |
[02:03.900] | If these n-ggas animals, then I’ma have a mink soon |
[02:06.100] | Tell ‘em bitches I say put my name on the wall |
[02:08.478] | I speak the truth, but I guess that’s a foreign language to y’all |
[02:11.430] | And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on |
[02:14.790] | But most of y’all don’t get the picture ‘less the flash is on |
[02:17.540] | Satisfied with nothing, you don’t know the half of it |
[02:20.340] | Young Money, Cash Money |
[02:23.130] | Paper chasing, tell that paper, “Look, I’m right behind ya” |
[02:25.930] | Bitch, real G’s move in silence like lasagna |
[02:28.910] | People say I’m borderline crazy, sorta kinda |
[02:31.720] | Woman of my dreams, I don’t sleep so I can’t find her |
[02:34.670] | You n-ggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant |
[02:37.430] | I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate |
[02:40.310] | Yeah, with a swag you would kill for |
[02:43.210] | Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder |
[02:45.970] | Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well |
[02:49.190] | Tell ‘em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell |
[02:51.610] | |
[02:52.430] | Word to my mama, I’m out of my lima bean |
[02:54.860] | Don’t wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine |
[02:57.550] | Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen |
[03:00.300] | Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend |
[03:03.420] | I played the side for you n-ggas that’s tryna front, and see |
[03:06.800] | Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you n-ggas the son of me |
[03:08.880] | Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha |
[03:11.460] | Disturb me, and you’ll be all over the flow like Luda |
[03:14.290] | Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I’m bald like Cuba |
[03:17.600] | And I keep a killer ho, she gon’ blow right through ya |
[03:20.0] | I be mackin’, ’bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover |
[03:22.900] | Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter |
[03:25.550] | N-ggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler |
[03:28.510] | Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler |
[03:31.350] | Wayne, these n-ggas out they mind |
[03:33.700] | I done told these f-ck n-ggas, so many times |
[03:34.340] | That I keep these bucks steady on my mind |
[03:35.420] | Tuck these, I f-ck these on your mind, pause |
[03:37.370] | To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love? |
[03:39.870] | Keep throwin’ my sign in the middle |
[03:40.730] | Hit ‘em up, piece on my side, |
[03:41.470] | Cause ain’t no peace on my side, bitch |
[03:43.329] | I’m a man, I visit urinals abroad |
[03:45.770] | Tune told me to, I’m shooting when the funeral outside |
[03:48.780] | I’m uptown, thoroughbred, a BX n-gga, ya heard? |
[03:51.730] | Gunna |
[03:52.560] |
[00:00.550] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
[00:03.110] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
[00:05.460] | |
[00:05.980] | Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer |
[00:08.830] | Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia |
[00:11.750] | Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner |
[00:14.500] | You don' t want start Weezy, ' cause the F is for Finisher |
[00:17.410] | So misunderstood, but what' s a World without enigma? |
[00:20.260] | Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers |
[00:23.400] | Got the girl twisted ' cause she open when you twist her |
[00:26.100] | Never met the bitch, but I fck her like I missed her |
[00:28.860] | Life is the bitch, and death is her sister |
[00:31.690] | Sleep is the cousin, what a fckin' family picture |
[00:34.610] | You know father time, we all know mother nature |
[00:37.430] | It' s all in the family, but I am of no relation |
[00:40.260] | No matter who' s buying, I' m a celebration |
[00:43.210] | Black and white diamonds, fck segregation |
[00:46.300] | Fck that shit, my money up, you nggas just Honey Nut |
[00:48.900] | Young Money running shit and you nggas just runnerups |
[00:51.780] | I don' t feel I done enough, so I' ma keep on doing this shit |
[00:54.650] | Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish |
[00:55.910] | |
[00:57.360] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
[01:00.230] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
[01:02.430] | |
[01:02.970] | I' m goin' back in |
[01:03.420] | Okay, I lost my mind, it' s somewhere out there stranded |
[01:05.890] | I think you stand under me if you don' t understand me |
[01:08.820] | Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy |
[01:11.630] | But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn' t blame Tammy |
[01:14.570] | Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest |
[01:17.360] | I beat the beat up, call it self defense |
[01:20.280] | Swear man, I be seeing through these nggas like sequins |
[01:23.800] | Nggas think they HeMen, pow, pow, the end |
[01:26.0] | Talking to myself because I am my own consultant |
[01:28.720] | Married to the money, fck the world, that' s adultery |
[01:31.670] | You full of sht, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk |
[01:34.390] | Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt |
[01:37.400] | Stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt |
[01:40.420] | Mind so sharp, I fck around and cut my head off |
[01:43.160] | Real ngga all day and tomorrow |
[01:45.900] | But these muthafckas talking crazy like they jaw broke |
[01:48.880] | Glass half empty, half full, I' ll spill ya |
[01:51.610] | |
[01:52.160] | Try me and run into a wall, outfielder |
[01:54.570] | You know I' ma ball ' til they turn off the field lights |
[01:57.380] | The fruits of my labor, I enjoy ' em while they still ripe |
[02:00.260] | Bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do |
[02:03.900] | If these nggas animals, then I' ma have a mink soon |
[02:06.100] | Tell ' em bitches I say put my name on the wall |
[02:08.478] | I speak the truth, but I guess that' s a foreign language to y' all |
[02:11.430] | And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on |
[02:14.790] | But most of y' all don' t get the picture ' less the flash is on |
[02:17.540] | Satisfied with nothing, you don' t know the half of it |
[02:20.340] | Young Money, Cash Money |
[02:23.130] | Paper chasing, tell that paper, " Look, I' m right behind ya" |
[02:25.930] | Bitch, real G' s move in silence like lasagna |
[02:28.910] | People say I' m borderline crazy, sorta kinda |
[02:31.720] | Woman of my dreams, I don' t sleep so I can' t find her |
[02:34.670] | You nggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant |
[02:37.430] | I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate |
[02:40.310] | Yeah, with a swag you would kill for |
[02:43.210] | Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder |
[02:45.970] | Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well |
[02:49.190] | Tell ' em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell |
[02:51.610] | |
[02:52.430] | Word to my mama, I' m out of my lima bean |
[02:54.860] | Don' t wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine |
[02:57.550] | Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen |
[03:00.300] | Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend |
[03:03.420] | I played the side for you nggas that' s tryna front, and see |
[03:06.800] | Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you nggas the son of me |
[03:08.880] | Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha |
[03:11.460] | Disturb me, and you' ll be all over the flow like Luda |
[03:14.290] | Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I' m bald like Cuba |
[03:17.600] | And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya |
[03:20.0] | I be mackin', ' bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover |
[03:22.900] | Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter |
[03:25.550] | Nggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler |
[03:28.510] | Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler |
[03:31.350] | Wayne, these nggas out they mind |
[03:33.700] | I done told these fck nggas, so many times |
[03:34.340] | That I keep these bucks steady on my mind |
[03:35.420] | Tuck these, I fck these on your mind, pause |
[03:37.370] | To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love? |
[03:39.870] | Keep throwin' my sign in the middle |
[03:40.730] | Hit ' em up, piece on my side, |
[03:41.470] | Cause ain' t no peace on my side, bitch |
[03:43.329] | I' m a man, I visit urinals abroad |
[03:45.770] | Tune told me to, I' m shooting when the funeral outside |
[03:48.780] | I' m uptown, thoroughbred, a BX ngga, ya heard? |
[03:51.730] | Gunna |
[03:52.560] |
[00:00.550] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
[00:03.110] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
[00:05.460] | |
[00:05.980] | Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer |
[00:08.830] | Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia |
[00:11.750] | Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner |
[00:14.500] | You don' t want start Weezy, ' cause the F is for Finisher |
[00:17.410] | So misunderstood, but what' s a World without enigma? |
[00:20.260] | Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers |
[00:23.400] | Got the girl twisted ' cause she open when you twist her |
[00:26.100] | Never met the bitch, but I fck her like I missed her |
[00:28.860] | Life is the bitch, and death is her sister |
[00:31.690] | Sleep is the cousin, what a fckin' family picture |
[00:34.610] | You know father time, we all know mother nature |
[00:37.430] | It' s all in the family, but I am of no relation |
[00:40.260] | No matter who' s buying, I' m a celebration |
[00:43.210] | Black and white diamonds, fck segregation |
[00:46.300] | Fck that shit, my money up, you nggas just Honey Nut |
[00:48.900] | Young Money running shit and you nggas just runnerups |
[00:51.780] | I don' t feel I done enough, so I' ma keep on doing this shit |
[00:54.650] | Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish |
[00:55.910] | |
[00:57.360] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
[01:00.230] | Sixfoot, sevenfoot, eightfoot bunch |
[01:02.430] | |
[01:02.970] | I' m goin' back in |
[01:03.420] | Okay, I lost my mind, it' s somewhere out there stranded |
[01:05.890] | I think you stand under me if you don' t understand me |
[01:08.820] | Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy |
[01:11.630] | But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn' t blame Tammy |
[01:14.570] | Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest |
[01:17.360] | I beat the beat up, call it self defense |
[01:20.280] | Swear man, I be seeing through these nggas like sequins |
[01:23.800] | Nggas think they HeMen, pow, pow, the end |
[01:26.0] | Talking to myself because I am my own consultant |
[01:28.720] | Married to the money, fck the world, that' s adultery |
[01:31.670] | You full of sht, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk |
[01:34.390] | Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt |
[01:37.400] | Stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt |
[01:40.420] | Mind so sharp, I fck around and cut my head off |
[01:43.160] | Real ngga all day and tomorrow |
[01:45.900] | But these muthafckas talking crazy like they jaw broke |
[01:48.880] | Glass half empty, half full, I' ll spill ya |
[01:51.610] | |
[01:52.160] | Try me and run into a wall, outfielder |
[01:54.570] | You know I' ma ball ' til they turn off the field lights |
[01:57.380] | The fruits of my labor, I enjoy ' em while they still ripe |
[02:00.260] | Bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do |
[02:03.900] | If these nggas animals, then I' ma have a mink soon |
[02:06.100] | Tell ' em bitches I say put my name on the wall |
[02:08.478] | I speak the truth, but I guess that' s a foreign language to y' all |
[02:11.430] | And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on |
[02:14.790] | But most of y' all don' t get the picture ' less the flash is on |
[02:17.540] | Satisfied with nothing, you don' t know the half of it |
[02:20.340] | Young Money, Cash Money |
[02:23.130] | Paper chasing, tell that paper, " Look, I' m right behind ya" |
[02:25.930] | Bitch, real G' s move in silence like lasagna |
[02:28.910] | People say I' m borderline crazy, sorta kinda |
[02:31.720] | Woman of my dreams, I don' t sleep so I can' t find her |
[02:34.670] | You nggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant |
[02:37.430] | I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate |
[02:40.310] | Yeah, with a swag you would kill for |
[02:43.210] | Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder |
[02:45.970] | Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well |
[02:49.190] | Tell ' em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell |
[02:51.610] | |
[02:52.430] | Word to my mama, I' m out of my lima bean |
[02:54.860] | Don' t wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine |
[02:57.550] | Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen |
[03:00.300] | Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend |
[03:03.420] | I played the side for you nggas that' s tryna front, and see |
[03:06.800] | Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you nggas the son of me |
[03:08.880] | Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha |
[03:11.460] | Disturb me, and you' ll be all over the flow like Luda |
[03:14.290] | Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I' m bald like Cuba |
[03:17.600] | And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya |
[03:20.0] | I be mackin', ' bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover |
[03:22.900] | Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter |
[03:25.550] | Nggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler |
[03:28.510] | Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler |
[03:31.350] | Wayne, these nggas out they mind |
[03:33.700] | I done told these fck nggas, so many times |
[03:34.340] | That I keep these bucks steady on my mind |
[03:35.420] | Tuck these, I fck these on your mind, pause |
[03:37.370] | To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love? |
[03:39.870] | Keep throwin' my sign in the middle |
[03:40.730] | Hit ' em up, piece on my side, |
[03:41.470] | Cause ain' t no peace on my side, bitch |
[03:43.329] | I' m a man, I visit urinals abroad |
[03:45.770] | Tune told me to, I' m shooting when the funeral outside |
[03:48.780] | I' m uptown, thoroughbred, a BX ngga, ya heard? |
[03:51.730] | Gunna |
[03:52.560] |