[Lyrics] Lloyd Banks – Movie Scenes Lyrics

Lyrics
South of Queens, paper gave me brolic jeans
Bottle teams just to take my order, models scream
Lotto dreams, work life keeps my convos clean
Closet king, when I die, I need a mausoleum
Movie scenes, Rollie, Rolls, Gucci sleeves
Louis V’s, from New York to New Orleans
Coupe the Beam’s, the way I score two Kareems
Super fiends, nigga, the double dose, two-for-me’s
Rhyme deagle, pocket full of rooted evil
Life’s a gamble, I’m addicted, hittin’ (?) like casino
Drop a giant with my ego
Movin’ ’round illegal, time to take off on these bitches
R.I.P. my favorite ‘Migo
With the timin’ I’m a cheat code, dollar sign peephole
Hunnid miles and gunnin’, run from nothin’ but the RICO
I’m a product of the people, though, you can’t be my equal
You shitted on my come-up, won’t be nowhere near my sequel, motherfucker
Karma’s comin’ in, no more drama
I’m a, motherfuckin’ big timer
Flowers, handed to me by the hour
Honor, got me money and the power (my nigga)
China, Faux-Filet Mignon and lobster
Designer, 580 my recliner
Karma’s comin’ in, no more drama
I’m a, motherfuckin’ big timer (uh)
Ferrari dreamin’, money trip, what time we leavin’?
When I pop up on the scene, I make it feel like hoodie season
Catch me goin’ when I’m peekin’
A hunnid K my weekend, loaded pocket got me leanin’
Funnel money like the deacon
Why these dirty niggas speakin’? To me, they’re barely breathin’
Couple summers more I’m leavin’, to the family I’m Keenan
Since a youngin’, ain’t no teasin’, my aura’s for a reason
You lose her for the evening, she gon’ do somethin’ indecent
Dog, you said you were a demon, the fuck you in the precinct?
Throw these niggas in the deep and there’ll be information leakin’
Kill the streets and leave ’em bleedin’, I’m out committin’ treason
Ain’t enough room from my ego, every vehicle I’m squeezin’
Icy hand gone freezin’, pantyhose weavin’
Ho, she’s in, Armie Hammer, I’m fatiguein’
Don’t go reachin’, you’ll be para-plegin’
You slept on me already, now it’s time that I get even, nigga
Karma’s comin’ in, no more drama
I’m a, motherfuckin’ big timer
Flowers, handed to me by the hours
Honor, got me money and the power (my nigga)
China, Faux-Filet Mignon and lobster
Designer, 580 my recliner
Karma’s comin’ in, no more drama
I’m a, motherfuckin’ big timer