| Song | Flamboyant |
| Artist | Big L |
| Album | The Big Picture |
| 作曲 : Coleman, Ervin, Farrell, Heron | |
| Yeah yeah, Big L, Corleone | |
| My nigga 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 | |
| Make sure my mic is loud and my production is tight | |
| Better watch me round your girl if you ain't ****ing 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, niggas can't live no more | |
| And ... I'm straight, keep a Harlem World mindstate | |
| I never lounge where you find Jake | |
| Suprise 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 | |
| Selling 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, Flamboyent 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 | |
| Popping the chrome, always dropping 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 | |
| Flamboyent is the label that writes the checks | |
| Y'all niggas better stop fronting cause I might get vexed | |
| And I'm a run up on y'all and slice y'all necks | |
| With the machette, 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' | |
| 'I leave mics torn' 'Big L' (Repeat til fade) |
| zuò qǔ : Coleman, Ervin, Farrell, Heron | |
| Yeah yeah, Big L, Corleone | |
| My nigga CTown, 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 | |
| Make sure my mic is loud and my production is tight | |
| Better watch me round your girl if you ain' t ing 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, niggas can' t live no more | |
| And ... I' m straight, keep a Harlem World mindstate | |
| I never lounge where you find Jake | |
| Suprise 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 100G car shit, superstar shit | |
| Selling 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, Flamboyent 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 pimpedout 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 | |
| Popping the chrome, always dropping 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 | |
| Flamboyent is the label that writes the checks | |
| Y' all niggas better stop fronting cause I might get vexed | |
| And I' m a run up on y' all and slice y' all necks | |
| With the machette, 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 treeight 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 pimpedout nigga' ' For | |
| real' | |
| ' Big L' ' Corleone is too advanced for y' all' | |
| ' I leave mics torn' ' Big L' Repeat til fade |