Scarface Nigga by Roc Marciano Lyrics
[Verse: Roc Marciano]
I speed in the whip, huggin the road
15 in the clip, one in the hole
You ex-posed when it's a code
Miniature chromes shimmering is it gold?
My bitch skin got a cinnamon tone
The lyrics I wrote they showing unlimited growth
Deliver the coke, any nigga try to approach
Gettin a hole like Gilligan boat
Dance on the edge, put a couple grand on your head
Keep a rubber band for the bread
Bundles are tossed, out the sun roof of the Porsche
Thought that I was humble too a fault
I'm from the jungles of New York, Mr. wonderful
I'm like Paul Longdoff
Ima warlord my Benz got four doors
Nozzle on the pump shotty got sawed off
So when is time for the drama
The lime and revolver and not the nine Llama
That I keep in the lining of my parka
To spark ya for conspiring my departure
It's such a beautiful death
Ima righty but could shoot with the left, pursue the Tec you disputing the debt
Is either that or you could use a Gillette, uh
Sharp like a suit and a vest, c'mon, c'mon
[Hook: Roc Marciano]
Scarface, nigga
Thousand dollar suits and boots
Bulletproof coupes
Got a lot of juice, sippin that grey goose
But still put one in your grapefruit
Oop, it's all about the loot
Niggas'll hop up out the hoop and then shoot
Uh, and then shoot, Scarface
[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]
Yo, what I scribble in the pad is magic
Flesh is tatted, lessons are added
To the tablet, in Arabic, my narrative
Smoother than Pistol Pete Maravich
You just an embarrassment to rap and for that
You deserve a javelin in the back
Bum ass niggas know the business
My glow won't diminish, not a bit-it
My flow hard to mimic like Yiddish
Still one of the best spitters, admit it
Sex symbol, I'm like what Brad Pitt is, to bitches
Songs play out like motion pictures
I'm making a movie out here
OG I feel like Big Tookie out here
I'm the dookie out here, you boonie out here
Smoked out looking like Pookie out here, yeah
White gold flooded Virgin Mary
Mercenary, burnin' airy , turn a canary
Dirty Harry swerving' in the Caddy
Servin' that Marion Barry to Cat Daddy
Bally on, my bitches is stallions
Black medallions similar to caviar
To carry arms in the tarry car
My Vachara, got more karats/carrots than a salad bar
[Hook: Roc Marciano]
Scarface, nigga
Thousand dollar suits and boots
Bulletproof coupes
Got a lot of juice, sippin that grey goose
But still put one in your grapefruit
Oop, it's all about the loot
Niggas'll hop up out the hoop and then shoot
Uh, and then shoot, Scarface
I speed in the whip, huggin the road
15 in the clip, one in the hole
You ex-posed when it's a code
Miniature chromes shimmering is it gold?
My bitch skin got a cinnamon tone
The lyrics I wrote they showing unlimited growth
Deliver the coke, any nigga try to approach
Gettin a hole like Gilligan boat
Dance on the edge, put a couple grand on your head
Keep a rubber band for the bread
Bundles are tossed, out the sun roof of the Porsche
Thought that I was humble too a fault
I'm from the jungles of New York, Mr. wonderful
I'm like Paul Longdoff
Ima warlord my Benz got four doors
Nozzle on the pump shotty got sawed off
So when is time for the drama
The lime and revolver and not the nine Llama
That I keep in the lining of my parka
To spark ya for conspiring my departure
It's such a beautiful death
Ima righty but could shoot with the left, pursue the Tec you disputing the debt
Is either that or you could use a Gillette, uh
Sharp like a suit and a vest, c'mon, c'mon
[Hook: Roc Marciano]
Scarface, nigga
Thousand dollar suits and boots
Bulletproof coupes
Got a lot of juice, sippin that grey goose
But still put one in your grapefruit
Oop, it's all about the loot
Niggas'll hop up out the hoop and then shoot
Uh, and then shoot, Scarface
[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]
Yo, what I scribble in the pad is magic
Flesh is tatted, lessons are added
To the tablet, in Arabic, my narrative
Smoother than Pistol Pete Maravich
You just an embarrassment to rap and for that
You deserve a javelin in the back
Bum ass niggas know the business
My glow won't diminish, not a bit-it
My flow hard to mimic like Yiddish
Still one of the best spitters, admit it
Sex symbol, I'm like what Brad Pitt is, to bitches
Songs play out like motion pictures
I'm making a movie out here
OG I feel like Big Tookie out here
I'm the dookie out here, you boonie out here
Smoked out looking like Pookie out here, yeah
White gold flooded Virgin Mary
Mercenary, burnin' airy , turn a canary
Dirty Harry swerving' in the Caddy
Servin' that Marion Barry to Cat Daddy
Bally on, my bitches is stallions
Black medallions similar to caviar
To carry arms in the tarry car
My Vachara, got more karats/carrots than a salad bar
[Hook: Roc Marciano]
Scarface, nigga
Thousand dollar suits and boots
Bulletproof coupes
Got a lot of juice, sippin that grey goose
But still put one in your grapefruit
Oop, it's all about the loot
Niggas'll hop up out the hoop and then shoot
Uh, and then shoot, Scarface