"Holy Ghost" lyrics
DJ CEO, Lil Wayne & Yukmouth Lyrics
[Lil Wayne:]
It's all business, no love to the competition
Let that chopper hit him, sit him down, swap his spirit
Die now, I'ma think about it later
I'ma think about it never, all I think about is paper
I draw first, that's that quick animation
You smell that stench, you just think sanitation
I'm right here, nigga, fuck the location
'Cause too much information could get you that vacation
Tell the cops I say fuck the allegations
Got work in the trunk with no conversation
One for the hurt, one for the healed
But one from the hammer'll get a nigga killed
Fill a nigga up, then it's for real
We gon' hit a nigga up and split a nigga meal
Yeah, if niggas actin' how they feel
Then I'm pullin' out the jacket, get to clappin' like a seal
Yeah, kidnappin' the lil' ones
Throwin' bitch niggas off the back of the buildings
I hope you know how to fly, and sincerely
I would do the same thing to everyone you live with
Everything you stand for, send 'em the heaven sky
Weezy F. Baby, boy, get it right every time
[Yukmouth:]
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, screaming fuck cancel culture and go Chappelle
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, fuck cancel culture, go Chappelle (Zilla)
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, screaming fuck cancel culture and go Chappelle
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, fuck cancel culture, go Chappelle (Zilla)
(Regime Life, nigga, let's get it, baby)
Look, look
Zilla, I spit hot fire like Dylon
You can mob deep and I'm still beefin' like Saigon
The icon, cooler than LL with the mic on
My right arm, I spit explosions like a pipe bomb
You haters better let bygones be bygones
I choke you niggas to death like a python
Don't fuck with me, just run it up with me
Or catch this buck-fifty, cheap the cheek
I tell my shooters run and go like Keak Da Sneak
Sheesh, chopper spray it like a airbrush (Brrt)
The scene could get real fucked up like Yeezy haircut
Don't come near us, nigga, only compare Yuk to the GOATs
Pac, Biggie, Nas, and Hov
Drake, Kendrick, and Cole, Andre three-triple-oh
Not the head of my class, but still, I'm honor roll
One of the last rappers left that still ain't sold his soul
Plus the blow, I keep on movin' like soul to soul, yo (Yo, yo)
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, screaming fuck cancel culture and go Chappelle
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, fuck cancel culture, go Chappelle (Zilla)
It's all business, no love to the competition
Let that chopper hit him, sit him down, swap his spirit
Die now, I'ma think about it later
I'ma think about it never, all I think about is paper
I draw first, that's that quick animation
You smell that stench, you just think sanitation
I'm right here, nigga, fuck the location
'Cause too much information could get you that vacation
Tell the cops I say fuck the allegations
Got work in the trunk with no conversation
One for the hurt, one for the healed
But one from the hammer'll get a nigga killed
Fill a nigga up, then it's for real
We gon' hit a nigga up and split a nigga meal
Yeah, if niggas actin' how they feel
Then I'm pullin' out the jacket, get to clappin' like a seal
Yeah, kidnappin' the lil' ones
Throwin' bitch niggas off the back of the buildings
I hope you know how to fly, and sincerely
I would do the same thing to everyone you live with
Everything you stand for, send 'em the heaven sky
Weezy F. Baby, boy, get it right every time
[Yukmouth:]
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, screaming fuck cancel culture and go Chappelle
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, fuck cancel culture, go Chappelle (Zilla)
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, screaming fuck cancel culture and go Chappelle
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, fuck cancel culture, go Chappelle (Zilla)
(Regime Life, nigga, let's get it, baby)
Look, look
Zilla, I spit hot fire like Dylon
You can mob deep and I'm still beefin' like Saigon
The icon, cooler than LL with the mic on
My right arm, I spit explosions like a pipe bomb
You haters better let bygones be bygones
I choke you niggas to death like a python
Don't fuck with me, just run it up with me
Or catch this buck-fifty, cheap the cheek
I tell my shooters run and go like Keak Da Sneak
Sheesh, chopper spray it like a airbrush (Brrt)
The scene could get real fucked up like Yeezy haircut
Don't come near us, nigga, only compare Yuk to the GOATs
Pac, Biggie, Nas, and Hov
Drake, Kendrick, and Cole, Andre three-triple-oh
Not the head of my class, but still, I'm honor roll
One of the last rappers left that still ain't sold his soul
Plus the blow, I keep on movin' like soul to soul, yo (Yo, yo)
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, screaming fuck cancel culture and go Chappelle
What you see is the Holy Ghost and the holy grail
Roll an L, fuck cancel culture, go Chappelle (Zilla)
