Flamboyant Lyrics - Singles - Big L

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 

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