SCARAMANGA

SCARAMANGA - Holdin' New Cards lyrics

rate me

New face, new identity, Scaramanga Shallah

Fresh out the Swiss clinic, word up

My man Goldfinghaz hit me

[Chorus]

Fame, name changes depending on the route

Shipping it out, sipping the stout, winning no doubt

Rocking Helly Hansen, golden Polo, Roley swollen

Nolan, holding new cards, shining iced jewelry

Only get from Wu Wear, Nike and Polo matching

Over fat beats, Scaramanga Goldfinghaz stay doing damage

Yeah, my team gleam bally, sheen rally to get beam badly

Lastly after we blast self-esteem had me at mach ten

Asking the ATM for the jacksons, action, foyer mayhem

Like judge well in the club, fell in love with the triple dice

Scara' iced down like a pharaoh, reading moves like tarot

Precise, getting narrowed down selection, fuel injection expedition

Follow a legend, key low, cee-low seven in a row

Won eleven kilo, reload then man the nugget five pound

Emperor royal crown, rugged sound dominator

Honour divine faces, a line of nine dime Asians

Work cut down as lines you rhymed stone ages

Fine tones blazes, shine all places like World Trade Center

Pearls blazed in em, girls play in em

French cut, curls, braids I hit em, waves go for

Hurl venom, I spit em, rap excelsior [???] get loafers

Go for soft Dior sweaters, arson with letters

Varsity larceny sparking these Berettas

[Chorus x2]

Niggas slow up, see me getting finger rolls

Roll with GP 30, see a murder with a street blower

The deep throw up inner consciousness, tribe and shit

Keep the .45 live, divine Mecca, Scaramanga wet a letter

Dial ‘H' for homicide, bombers glide in a downer ride

Shine, apply side to side, E&B poison the Hennessy

And enemies bend with these, smoother professor maneuvers

Under pressure blue coupe millennia, E-NY to Virginia

Took many a pot sale, armed well so spark well, links

Shine like ice rinks, tight rings with white Nikes and light minks

Sue the ninth finks, blew the right wing off the propeller

Of the cinderfella, your shit got more illusions than Penn & Teller

Perhaps I'll flip a Stella, well off like [?????] shorts get sawed off

That's why they got caught off guard without their rods

You out of luck, pah

[Chorus x3]

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