Flamboyant lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah!
Big L, Corleone
My n*gga C-Town, my big brother Big Lee holdin' it down
Flamboyant, baby, for life
We takin' over (No doubt)
Comin' to a theater near you
Check it out, come on, check it

[Verse 1]
Make sure my mic is loud and my production is tight
Better watch me 'round your girl if you ain't f*ckin' her right
You damn playa haters never want to see me blow
Flamboyant Entertainment CEO
Yo, the spotlight is mine, it ain't his no more
When Lee come home, n*ggas can't live no more
And I'm straight, keep a Harlem World mind-state
I never lounge where you find Jake
Surprise n*ggas like a blind date, L rhyme great
And I'mma increase the crime rate for old time's sake
Run with me and I'mma 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 a M3
Never pay for parties, say my name and I'm in free
I'm on some 100-G car sh*t, superstar sh*t
Sellin' n*ggas that wet sh*t right out the jar sh*t
I'm dumb hot, I'll wreck you and your young flock
Keep the gun c*cked, represent one block
139, n*gga, 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
[Interlude]
We out, no doubt
You know how we do
Flamboyant for life

[Hook]
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 n*gga for real
Big L, Corleone is too advanced for y'all

[Verse 2]
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 sh*t sell now
So pal, back up a bit, give me some elbow space
I represent Harlem World, not Melrose Place
So I'mma lace the jewels up with nice baguettes
Flamboyant is the label that writes the checks
Y'all n*ggas better stop frontin' ‘cause I might get vexed
And I'mma run up on y'all and slice yours necks
With the machete, pockets heavy, slang more cane than Eddie
I represent uno-tres-nueve
Time is money, so I stay late
I'm quick to slide a playmate, bust off like a tre-eight then vacate
[Hook]
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 n*gga for real
Big L, Corleone is too advanced for y'all