Search results for carter talk pt 6 by lil wayne

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[Lil Wayne]
What what what 
I'ma flosser baby 
Baller baby 
A fifteen year old shot caller baby 
I'm raised in the hood 
In a all black call 
Down
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Mo-ney Millionairs
So take it there

Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz
Yellow PT
and drank Cris'
(Shine) - My life is the shit

[Lil Wayne]
And the name be fire Wayne, ice and change
You can catch me in an aqua range, squattin things
enough, so I'ma keep on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
at war...I say dem boys at war 
I say dem Hot Boy niggas, yeah dem boys at war 

(Lil' Wayne) 
(Huh!!) 
Nigga...what!!...what!! 
Walk it like you talk it
keep on doing this s***
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish

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

I'm going back in
keep on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish

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

I'm going back in
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Mo-ney Millionairs
So take it there

Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz
Yellow PT
[Chorus]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
Swagger down
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Mo-ney Millionairs
So take it there

Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz
Yellow PT
Girl what that say, Girl what who that
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil' Wayne (nop)
Cause I'm way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yeyo
Girl what that say, Girl what who that
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil' Wayne (nop)
Cause I'm way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yeyo
And Lil Wayne was working harder too
All of us was getting street paper but that was way before Carter 2
If you from Texas and a Screw head when I wrote
-BRAZY, LIL LEAK]
One-two ?cannot buckles? in my shoes
Just right red strings, sportin' Dickies and hang
Joy riding off P.T.
And my momma call when my
I come alive in the night, on some Bruce Wayne s***
Livin' my life, gettin' high payments
F***in' with some new broads and they high maintenance
size
Bitch I do it big, and I never plan to down size
People who talk shit, is feelin' like dickheads
Saw me on the web like I had an extra six legs
Lil Wayne
Or what's another rapper
That has like a bunch of silly jewelry?
Um, I don't know any, man

But, on the sixth day
It kinda went downhill
[Chorus]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
Swagger down
fallin' nigga don't trip

[Killer Mike]
Stoned is the way of my walk
In a mini-mack eleven, the tone when I talk
When I spray niggas pray, lay