Bobby "Bobcat" Ervin - Flamboyant lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah! Big L, Corleone My n***a C-Town, my big brother Big Lee holding it down Flamboyant, baby, for life We taking over, coming 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**in' 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***as can't live no more And I'm straight, keep a Harlem World mindstate I never lounge where you find Jake Suprise n***as like a blind date, L rhyme great And I'mma 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 sh**, superstar sh** Selling n***as that wet sh** right out the jar sh** I'm dumb hot, I'll wreck you and your young flock Keep the gun co*k, represent one block 139, n***a, 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 [Talking] We out, no doubt You know how we do Flamboyant for life [Refrain] 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***a 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** sell now So pal, back up a bit, give me some elbow space I represent Harlem World, not Melrose Place So I'ma lace the j**els up with nice baguettes Flamboyent is the label that writes the checks Y'all n***as better stop fronting ‘cause I might get vexed And I'ma run up on y'all and slice yours necks With the machette, 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 [Refrain]