Flamboyant Lyrics

Yeah yeah, big L, Corleone

My nigga C-town

My big brother big Lee holdin' it down

Flamboyant baby, for life

We takin' over, comin' to a theater near you

Check it out, come on check it

Make sure my mic is loud and my production is tight

Better watch me 'round your girl if you ain't fuckin' her right

You damn playa haters never wanna see me blow

Flamboyant entertainment C.E.O.

Yo the spotlight is mine, it ain't his no more

When Lee come home, niggas can't live no more

And, I'm straight, keep a Harlem world mind state

I never lounge where you find Jake

Surprise niggas like a blind date, l rhyme great

And I'm a increase the crime rate for old time's sake

Run with me and I'm a make you a star

When me and my crew hit the clubs, we go straight to the bar

Leave 'em empty, I cruise through Harlem in an M3

Never pay for parties, say my name and I'm in free

I'm on some 100-G car shit, superstar shit

Sellin' niggas that wet shit right out the jar shit

I'm dumb hot, I'll wreck you and your young flock

Keep the gun cock, represent one block

139 nigga, the danger zone

We quick to put a bullet in a stranger's dome

I'm known to kick a rough rhyme and rock much shine

Yo I'm out, I done took up enough time

We out, no doubt, you know how we do

Flamboyant for life

Big L, Corleone

A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother

Big L, for real
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Corleone is too advanced for y'all

Big L

I'm a pimped-out nigga for real

Big L

Corleone is too advanced for y'all

Yo it's Corleone and queen's most, we bust 'til your whole team ghost

Everywhere we go, we must bring toast forever

Poppin' the chrome, always droppin' a poem

I can write it or recite it off the top of the dome

However you want it is how I'm gonna give it to you, big l style

They brought it back to the streets 'cause that shit sell now

So pal back up a bit, give me elbow space

I represent Harlem world, not Melrose place

So I'm a lace the jewels up with nice brigettes

Flamboyant is the label that writes the checks

Y'all niggas better stop frontin' 'cause I might get vexed

And I'm a run up on y'all and slice y'all necks

With the Machete, pockets heavy, slang more Cane than Eddie

I represent uno trece nueve

Time is money so I stay late, I'm quick to sign a playmate

Bust off like a tre-eight then vacate, uh

Big L, Corleone

A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother

Big L, for real

Corleone is too advanced for y'all

Big L

I'm a pimped-out nigga" "for real

Big L

Corleone is too advanced for y'all

Big L

I leave mics torn

Big L

I leave mics torn