“6 Ft . 7 Foot” is the lead solitary from Lil Wayne’s ninth studio cd, Tha Carter IV. It was legally released on iTunes in December 16, 2010 It had been produced by “A Milli” producer BangladeshThe track would be the first single he has taped since his release out of prison on November Some, 2010, though it’s the second songs he has appeared since his / her prison release, including any remix of Birdman’s single “Fire Flame”, on which he previously 2 verses. Before the track was officially released, Shade 45′s DJ Drama interviewed Lil Adam and he talked about the single. He said “it’s a monster.” Mack Maine, web design manager of Young Money and also fellow labelmate, called it “A Milli on steroid drugs are often.” The track had been originally intended for rapper Big t.I., but the Atlantic details manager who also co-manages Lil David, decided Lil Wayne would be a improved fit, reuniting Lil Wayne as well as producer Bangladesh for the first time since “A-Milli” once the royalty dispute between Bangladesh and Cash Money on that song6 Foot 7 Foot Lyrics[Hook]Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunchSix-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch[Lil Wayne Verse 1]Excuse the charisma, vodka with a spritzerswagger down terry, call my shit PatriciaYoung Dollars militia, and I am the commissioneryou don’t want get started Weezy, ’cause the F is for Finisherso misinterpreted, but what’s a World with no enigma?two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmersgot the girl draped ’cause she open when you twist hernever met the bitch, but I f-ck her like I had missed herlife is the bitch, and passing away is her sistersleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin’ family pictureyou know father time, we all know mother natureit’s many in the family, but I am connected with no relationno matter who’s shopping for, I’m a celebrationblack and white precious gems, f-ck segregationf-ck that shit, my cash up, you n-ggas just Sweetie NutYoung Money running shit therefore you n-ggas just runner-upsI don’t feel My spouse and i done enough, so I’ma persist with doing this shitLil Tunechi or Young Tunafish[Hook]Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunchSix-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch[Lil Fred Verse 2]I’m going back inokay, I missing my mind, it’s somewhere to choose from strandedI think you stand under me if you don’t understand mehad the heart broken by this lady named Tammybut hoes gon’ be hoes, so I couldn’t blame Tammyjust talked to moms, said she the sweetestI beat the particular beat up, call it self defenseswear guy, I be seeing with these n-ggas like sequinsn-ggas think they He-Men, bang, pow, the endtalking to personally because I am my own consultantmarried on the money, f-ck the world, that’s adulteryyou rich in sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talkyoung Revenue eating, all you haters do is actually add saltstop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadboltmind so distinct, I f-ck around and cut my head offreal n-gga all day and tomorrowbut these muthaf-ckas talking crazy just like they jaw brokeglass half empty, half full, I’ll leak yatry me and run into a wall, outfielderYou know I’ma ball ’til they turn off the field lightsthe fruits and veggies of my labor, I like ‘em while they still ripebitch, stop trying to play, I do it like a master doif these n-ggas animals, then I’ma use a mink soontell ‘em bitches I say put my name on the wallI speak the truth, but I guess that’s a foreign language to be able to y’alland I call it like it, and my glasses onbut most of y’all don’t get the picture ‘less the actual flash is onsatisfied with nothing, you do not know the half of itYoung Money, Dollars Moneypaper chasing, tell that paper, “Look, I’m right behind ya”bitch, real G’s move in silence like lasagnapeople say I’m borderline crazy, sorta kindawoman of my dreams, I can’t sleep so I can’t find heryou n-ggas usually are gelatin, peanuts to an elephantI got using that sentence like a subject plus a predicateyeah, with a swag you would kill formoney also strong, pockets on bodybuilderjumped inside of a wishing well, now want me welltell ‘em kiss my bumm, call it kiss and tell[Cory Gunz]Word in order to my mama, I’m outside of my lima beandon’t wanna see precisely what that drama mean, have some Dramaminellama scream, hotter than summertime sun on a Ghana queennow all I want is hits, bitch, David signed a fiendI played the facet for you n-ggas that’s tryna front, along with seeson of Gunz, Son of Sam, you n-ggas the son of mepause for this dumber speech, I shine like Buddhadisturb me, and you’ll be everywhere in the flow like Ludabitch, I stream like scuba, bitch, I am just bald like Cubaand I continue to keep a killer ho, she gon’ setback right through yaI be macking, ’bout my stacking, now I pack such as a movershout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shootern-ggas feel they high as I, When i come laugh at your rulerCash Money cold, bitch, but your actions is coolerWayne, these n-ggas out they mindI done told these kinds of f-ck n-ggas, so many timesthat I keep these types of bucks steady on my mindtuck these types of, I f-ck these on your mind, pauseto give food to them, on my grind, would I get a little love?retain throwing my sign in the middlehit ‘em up, piece on my aspect, ’cause ain’t no peace on my small side, bitchI’m a man, I stop by urinals abroadTune told me to, I’m picture taking when the funeral outsideI’m uptown, thoroughbred, a BX n-gga, you heard?GunnaCLICK HERE TO Obtain THIS SONG AND Songs VIDEO-