Lil Wayne - Ghoulish (Pusha T Diss) (Lyrics)

Lil Wayne - Ghoulish (Pusha T Diss) (Lyrics)





Fuck Pusha T and anybody that love him
His head up his ass, I'ma have to headbutt him, gut him
Lil Tunechi shit, weak stomach
It's me, LT, like when you heat butter
Old pussy in the pan, red is the flag
Fuck with me wrong, I put your head in your hands
There'll be blood everywhere, I got bloods everywhere
I'm a alien, I hope you ain't the prince of Bel Air
That's real nigga talk, these nigga speechless
Cut off his arms and legs like I charge for my features
Hammer on my side like I work in construction
Your bitch hit their head so hard we get concussions
Niggas can't see me, not even a glimpse
Too many banana clips, I feel like chimps
South Beach bitch and her tan line stupid
You can find me on Collins, like Bootsie
I ain't on no fuck shit, I be on that truck fit
Your girl do tongue tricks and you sweeter than 1 6
All I ever see is Ben Franklin's face
I chase the bank, I don't bank with chase
You fucking with some niggas that'll merk y'all
Nigga you softer than a mother fucking earth ball, bird call
What happened to that boy? He was talking shit we put a... to that boy
Tunechi