Like A Movie

[Intro - Loon] (Claudette Ortiz)

(Ha) uh, yeah (*harmonizing*)

Check it out

I'm with my man A-Con (c'mon)

And I go by the name of Loon (yeah)

And this a Bad Boy exclusive (uh huh)

Nah I mean? (c'mon, c'mon)

Young Marcus (ha)

Uh, young, pretty and heartless

[Verse 1 - Loon]

Yo, I tried to be a gentlemen

Even respect the girls who had many men

I had a girl that lived in the tenement, straight seduced me

Pretty face, I kept shorty laced in Gucci

She made niggas wait like groupies

Even made 'em lace her hooptie

And still ain't hit it

Spend their money and all, still ain't get it

Buyin bitches his order, still she ain't with it

So, don't be mad, when she callin me dad (don't be mad, callin me dad)

Rollin around in the Jag with the 30-day tag (what?)

Some shit you paid for, worked and slaved for

Ever since you met the trick I made more (yeah)

Cheddar then ever before

You 'bout to walk down the aisle and I met her on tour

I ain't never had a thousand dollar sweater before

'Til your stupid ass went and got in the bed with the whore

You pulled a no, nigga

[Chorus - Claudette Ortiz] - w/ ad libs

No way you can't use me

I'm smoother than that

You wanna live like me

You will never see that

Live my life like a movie

How will you top that

No way you can't use me

I'm smoother than that

[Verse 2 - Loon]

Uh, yo it's funny how ya money pile

All of a sudden surrounded by these funny style

Chicks gettin money now, bitch had a hundred thou

Thought she said somethin slick

I couldn't wait to get in bed with that bitch (oh yeah)

I took her clothes off politely

In case she chose not to like me

That's when I ate the hole while I wifey

Bitch start to like me (nah, nah, nah ...)

Then I flipped her like a savage

A nigga tried to rip her body cabbage

But she gettin a lotta cabbage

And nigga I gotta have it

I swear tryna hit shit like a rabbit

Now shorty think she established, she givin me karats

Buyin me cars that superstars be havin

Clingin a nigga like a magnet

Becoming a addict, actin like she ain't never had dick (what?)

Melodramatic, always some static, man this bitch is erratic

Man I ain't think about that car you could have it (nooo!)

[Chorus] - w/ ad libs

[Verse 3 - Loon]

Now I was pushin in tan land, it was me, my man Stan

This chick Jo Anne from San Fran, met her on Pan Am

Told me her man, some tycoon

Is pickin up 1.5 at high noon (high noon)

So why Loon had to make moves like typhoon (typhoon)

Pull a couple of strings bada boom, bada bing (bada bing)

It's on now, I got my niggas and we ready to roll

I got my niggas and we ready for war

Whatever it be, 1.5 nigga cheddar for free

Now how this bitch gon' get the cheddar for me

I'm ready to see, cause when this shit is all set and it's done

I'm the type to get the bread and just run

Her man was soft, I think it's better to run

Then to hit him in the head with the gun

I'ma veteran son, I ain't type to squeeze beretta for fun

I'm not dumb, I do it better than them, c'mon

[Chorus] - 2X - w/ ad libs until the end