I'm 1000 grams wrapped, needing saran Label me landlord, I keep ki's in my hand. — Pusha T (Clipse Wrapped Copy Share Image
Break down pies to pieces, make cocaine quiches. Money piles high as my nieces. — Pusha T (Clipse Money Copy Share Image
Cuzzo I make the block holla. Take you back to childhood how the scale teeter-totter. — Pusha T (Clipse Children Copy Share Image
Keep guns stashed under the floor board. Enough to start world war. — Pusha T (Clipse Art world Copy Share Image
Question...what's black with white ki's, not a grand piano man it's ****in' Pusha T! — Pusha T (Clipse Black Copy Share Image
Fuckin' with college bitches with innocent looks like Mya. Corrupt they mind, turn 'em to liars. — Pusha T (Clipse Bitches Copy Share Image
UHHH, another soul lost, had to make his shirt match my ox blood colored porshe, UUHHHH, the rims match of course, blood… — Pusha T (Clipse Copy Share Image
Im raw at all times, jewlery or not, Im nice with mines, MJ with the rock. In my younger days, stashed yay… — Pusha T (Clipse Time Copy Share Image
I keep that ziploc bustin at the stitches. Culinary chemist, I serve the malicious, to break the fiends fixes. One give you… — Pusha T (Clipse Stitches Copy Share Image
Wrist stay rocky like balboa, the bar's been lowered, I'm here to raise the quota, keep guns in pairs I am the… — Pusha T (Clipse Copy Share Image
I move caine like a cripple, balance weight through the hood, kids call me mr sniffles. Other hand on my nickel, plated… — Pusha T (Clipse Sniffles Copy Share Image
The jewels is flirting me, damned if I'm hurting. Legend in two games like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland. — Pusha T (Clipse Flirting Copy Share Image
Yeah, we smirked at the Simpson trial. We thought the chase was wild, but what's the fuss about? — Pusha T (Clipse Fuss Copy Share Image
Nigggas is biters, we let you slide with your writings. We knew that cocaine talk was not like ya. But who goes… — Pusha T (Clipse Cocaine Copy Share Image
All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it. Plenty ice on my neck so I don't… — Pusha T (Clipse Copy Share Image
Paradise in reaches, home next to beaches. Hair pressed, blowin' in the wind, shit 'bout long as Jesus. I still leave speech… — Pusha T (Clipse Sounds Copy Share Image
Chick was crazy, gave her crazy space. What did it the "Whip Appeal," or my Babyface? — Pusha T (Clipse Gave Crazy Copy Share Image
Life is what you make it. Your flows are makeshift. I draw this off inspiration, you trace shit. — Pusha T (Clipse Inspiration Copy Share Image
Hefty bags full of cash, cars full of ass. Rolex presidential, bitch, feel the glass. — Pusha T (Clipse Copy Share Image
Shit could get hairy, I could lose myself in a flash, niggas'll think I'm Jim Carrey how I off that Mask. — Pusha T (Clipse Jim carrey Copy Share Image
Quite frankly, I don't understand these claims. You ain't know I was Pusha aka Brick James Can't touch this, and on the… — Pusha T (Clipse Rapper Copy Share Image
Man I'm killing it, riding in that brand new. swimming through the streets, looking like I'm Shamoo, In that big body, with… — Pusha T (Clipse Change Copy Share Image
From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard, I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard. I'm the...neighborhood pusha, Call… — Pusha T (Clipse Whip Whip Copy Share Image
White was the treasure, heavy was the steel. I pedal/peddle to the corner like a child on a Big Wheel. Flow more… — Pusha T (Clipse Heavy Copy Share Image
Glistenin' wrist on chiller, gun in the same palm of gorgeous killer, I put this on my lord my niece was 4… — Pusha T (Clipse Copy Share Image
Gangster...Hustler. And I still found time to kiss my mother. Live like I'm dreamin' kick my feet up, gun pulled my waist… — Pusha T (Clipse Hustle Copy Share Image
