Flamboyant Pt. II

(Verse 1:Royal Flush)

Yo we gon explain something right now

It's Royal Flush and Big L we gon let y'all know bout my niggas comin out

Queens most my doggs ... right

Yo check it

A Yo the way I feel for these niggas, I die for niggas

Queens most wanted cockin back and pull triggers

From Lex to Viggers, drug dealers slash rap diggas

From OB to QB my war rest in peace to bandit

Take a chance to this game of life

We bust of trife sold mad dick to your wife

Jack D with no ice from south side to the desert

We bustin pesserts and let my bitches hold my weapons

I'm world wide like my first jam, understand, Royal Flush has takin over LB Fam

(Verse 2:Big L)

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 baguettes

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 machete, pockets heavy, slang more cane than Eddie

I represent uno trece nueve

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

Bust off like a tre-eight then vacate, uh