6 Foot 7 Foot
lil wayne Lyrics


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Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood, but what's 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
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, fuck segregation
Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut
Young Money running shit and you niggas just runner-ups
I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma keep on doin' this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch (yeah)
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

I'm going 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 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, that's 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 mu'fuckers talking crazy like they jaw broke
Glass half empty, half full, I'll spill ya
Try me and run into a wall, outfielder
You know I'ma 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 I'ma have a mink soon
Tell 'em bitches I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, 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
Uh, paper chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, 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 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

Yeah, 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, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend
I played the side for you niggas that's 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 you'll be all over the flo' like Luda
Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bold like Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya
I be mackin' 'bout my stackin' amount, 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 them bucks steady on my mind
Tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause
To feed 'em, on my grind, gonna need a little luck
Keep throwing my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my side, 'cause ain't no peace on my side, bitch
I'm a man, I visit urinals abroad
Tune told me to, I'm shooting when the funeral outside




I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya heard?
Gunna

Overall Meaning

In the song "6 Foot 7 Foot," Lil Wayne uses clever wordplay and metaphors to express his dominance in the rap industry, his rise to success and his disregard for those who oppose him. The chorus serves as an attention-grabber for the song as Lil Wayne repeats the phrase "Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch" to make a lasting impression.


The opening line of the song is, "Ahem excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer, Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia." With this, Lil Wayne sets the tone for the rest of the song, conveying confidence and dominance. He compares himself to a prestigious woman, using the name Patricia, to reinforce his status and swagger.


As the song progresses, Lil Wayne touches on various themes, such as family, love, money, success, and his belief in himself. He also uses metaphors to compare life to a woman and death to her sister, emphasizing the inevitability of mortality. He then asserts his power and control, boasting about his ability to "beat the beat up."


Line by Line Meaning

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
I am tall and powerful, standing out from the rest


Ahem excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
I apologize for my charm and confidence, mixing alcohol with a light drink


Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia
My style and confidence are perfect, call me by my name Patricia


Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
I lead the Young Money team, and I am in charge


You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
You don't want to mess with me, because I always come out on top


So misunderstood, but what's a world without enigma?
I am often misunderstood, but without mystery, the world would be boring


Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers
I have two women with me, behaving in sync like swimmers


Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when you twist her
I have the girl confused, because she easily falls for manipulation


Never met the bitch, but I fuck her like I missed her
I haven't met the girl before, but I have an intense sexual encounter with her


Life is the bitch, and death is her sister
Life is difficult, and death is always close by


Sleep is the cousin, we're a fuckin' family picture
Sleep is a close relative, and it's a part of who we are


You know father time, we all know mother nature
We are familiar with the concept of time and the forces of nature


It's all in the family, but I am of no relation
We are all connected, but I am separate from the rest


No matter who's buying, I'm a celebration
Regardless of who is spending money, I bring joy and excitement


Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation
I have valuable and diverse possessions, defying separation


Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut
Forget about that nonsense, I have a lot of money while you are insignificant


Young Money running shit and you niggas just runner-ups
Young Money is dominating the game while you are just second place


I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma keep on doing this shit
I don't think I have accomplished everything, so I will continue to work hard


Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish
You can call me either Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dwayne Carter, Greg Attaway, Irvin Burgie, Peter Pankey, Shondrae Crawford

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Comments from YouTube:

@buck7216

The most punch lines, double meanings, catchphrases in one song in all history

@lilliampumpernickle4655

Listen to montana of 300, he got bars for days

@khosta6690

Fax

@fulltimebomber954

Not even close

@LILMOOKIEVEVO

Lil Wayne is the God of Mixtapes & Metaphors !!!

@LILMOOKIEVEVO

Lilliam Pumpernickle do you know Montana of 300 is a new generation Lil Wayne

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@kingslayer_matt324

" I speak the truth but i guess that's a foreign language to yall " man has bars for days

@yasseryousif8370

My favorite part .

@wals7398

shit was heat fr

@salami99

This line/bar ages so well today and going forward with this generation growing up it will only age better.

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