6 Foot 7 Foot (Freestyle)

Lyrics

[Verse] Okay Spittin bars, killin but I been a star Got the digits in the bar, now we pealing off in a rent-a-car In her bra, sucking like she's been involved in a snake And I'm Tyson to the poison in your titty balls Jizzin' off and I'm coming home like Diddy's song Kill it dog, if he went as hard, I'ma piss him off Hit the loft, smelling like the broad and my sticks enlarged Hit my main chicken in the kitchen, then I jizzed some more Hit the stall, pissed out a fire ball Hired a hooker to wet it so it could simmer off Sure, I'll hit you off when I finish, jumped ship, pull off In a the porch, jumpin' out the window, and the chick, of course Fell off a bridge, I thought, "Maybe, I'll hit one more" Picked up a different whore, this is a frickin sport No matter which week you droppin' I'm guaranteed to be hotter Now take a knee to your father I'll jerk a seed that you'll swallow Now how's your brother taste? Snatching all the others plates Anorexic rappers getting spottin' like they're under weight Maybe you'll get it when you double take Eating supper under the covers at your mother's place Now, don't compare me in your rap conversations I am not rapper, I'm a chronic masturbater Reason ya'll are lasting? Y'all boys refreshing ya page on WorldStar to play off like there's more watching Ya boyfriends talking loose thinking he needs to pull his seems in Or daddy's gonna beat him like a product of his seaman She knows that Dyme-A's coming so she tighten up her cleavage Open wide and when she see him, put my lightening in between 'em And this is life between us, while your bodies in the freezer And your hottie's eatin' Caesar at Red Lobster for the weekend These players on my balls too much 'Boutta dump on 'em, call it 2 girls on cup And they songs so trash, 'boutta hurl one up And I call 'em all whack, 'cause they whack, so what? Well if you didn't, then shut up n listen 2011's the year of attention, so pay it Teyanna Taylor is banging, reminds me of Pepsi Thick and addiction (I'm sayin') Dyme-A's the man, borrow ya beat and I go ham I go turkey, I go spam Ya'll wanna murk me, here I am With my flag on, bust caps off, I'm killing I'll spazz on any rap song y'all feelin' Get blacked on like your hats on in the building Better back off, got my flats off and I'm chillin' With a Jap, bored, into Capcom, and I got 'em grillin' Mad hard but they mad soft in the middle Like a bad porn when you jack off and its little Take a whack song and I'll snap dog in a minute Got a fat sack and they hop on, homie, listen Need to stop, pause while you're hot, dawg I'm the realest in the whole game and I told lames "I'ma get it" I'm a no name, but the whole game gotta feel it [Outro] Thank you guys for having me Um, its Dyme-A-Duzin, yeah Talking past, at the end of the record Talking that ish, I'm Dyme-A