Mr. Flamboyant

Yeah, i'm just a hustler on the go

Out here get my propers don't ya know

I'm livin' kind of comfortable, large mail and all yeah

And a jealous motherfucker would love to see me fall

Like that, that

When we sell this load

We'll have twice what we started with

Yeah it's that old mackin' fast

Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank

Cognac lounge beat, cognac lounge beat

Motherfucker, cognac lounge beat

M-motherfucker, cognac lounge beat

Yeah it's that old mackin' fast

Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank

Cognac lounge beat, mr. flamboyant

Motherfucker, m-mr. flamboyant

Yes motherfucker

As a youngster i never knew nathin'

Just an inobedient child in the neighborhood

You know the one the police was always chasin'

Straight down and dirty for my props

Eleven years old, extra-manish, hard-headed sellin' rocks

I killed an old wack motherfucker, no one ever bigger than me

Prettiest thing i ever seen, a 1979 air fifteen

Clean, fully automatic and the whole killer kit

It's cops be walkin' up and down the street

Folks be pointin' they fingers sayin' "partner gotta grip"

Basically what i was doin' was protectin' my people

My million dollar spots, it was my duty

Got paid to guard the whole motherfuckin' block

Try to catch me if you can, now that i'm a grown man

The mail i got stashed away, people will never know

Mr. flamboyant

I came in here on business

I-i-i came in here on business

It could work out pretty good

It could work out pretty good

Yeah pertainin' to this bein' a dog ass world and all

A brother need some kind of occupaton to make his mail stand tall

Whether it's slangin' em' or whatever ya do man

Just make sure you true to the game

Still in the game everything pretty much the same

Tryin' to reach a certain goal

But i gotta dish that during metro

Alcohol and tobacco and bureau, feds and the dea

Just to run up on me when i'm off that there grandma yay

Well what if they block and slap yo ass in the truck

Partner, if this was a fifth all of us would be drunk

Don't even like rockin' bleach

Trippin' on petty crunk shit like that

What is he sayin' brother

He might be talkin' bout how it's to the back

Me and my pussy was comin' around the corner on these shoes

I mean wheels, yeah in this 76 cutlass oldsmobile

Turnin' 360's like he was an alaskan mobile

Sittin' on gold ones hot flamin' didn't really know the deal

I sais "what's the fuck wrong with you, you crazy motherfucker"

Partner back there tried to mean mug me

And turn me like i was a sucker

So slow ya lil' ass down on this side of town

Before you find yourself either melted or beat down

Like that and that's on the goose my brother

Because now days a dollar comes harder than a motherfucker

So if you out in that world don't get caught or be slippin'

Cause today's society ain't trippin'

Ah hay ah hay ah hay

Ah hay ah hay ah hay

Yeah

There's a fortune in this business

There's a-there's a fortune in this business

Mr. flamboyant yeah that just might be yo name

The center of attention, money, fame

Fuckin' with just rain or crazed insane

Leader of the squad, much younger than gangs

See he rolls the whole unit in a big simple pipe

Foams stirs let it settle and then make it light

Lookin' like rats, real swing when his bottles mail

Spark off a hill, five hundred grams

Pertainin' to the triple beam scale

Solid as rock, white white white

A-1 peep pistol plan

Nothin' with scandalous ass cakin' baking soda

Whether you know it or not here's a dog scale

You gotta watch ya back or playa will

Way to many brothers get took for large sums but me

You can't be frail and don't be light with ya narrow ass

Gain ya weight

Drink beer by the case, it's not too late

Become a savage, get smoked once what ya want to establish

One hitter quitters, the ho get down run up on me now

Ooh e why you come at em' like that man

You know they can't understand that shit

When you doin' about a buck fifty man

But now put that shit oin perspective for em' though

Man check this out my side hog

Due to the fact that i am at liberty

To release such valuable information towards the public

Ya know what i'm sayin'

Every one of my last side hogs been hollerin' at me

Demandin' that i define the definition of mr. flamboyant

Pertainin' to me havin' inherited

The gift to spit so i had to like let loose

Like that, well ya know the shit is good listenin' man

But now i want you to go back

To the tune you was doin' earlier in that song

You know that lil' tune ya was doin'

Oh yeah

You mean this right here

Yeah, i'm just a hustler on the go

Out here get my propers don't ya know

I'm livin' kind of comfortable, large mail and all yeah

And a lot of jealous motherfucker would love to see me fall

Like that, that

In vallejo, california mr. flamboyant

In oakland, mr. flamboyant

South central, san francisco flamboyant, frisco

North richmond, flamboyant

East palliato, sacramento

Stockton, pittsburgh, reno

Seattle, washington l.a.

Bear with me if i slither i'm kind of twisted off tanqueray

Never mind that to the east coast we go

Chi-town chicago the land of the snow

Nyc new york, the big apple

Every town is down, folks be comin' up short

Detroit, michigan and philly

Boise, idaho now billings

Homeside state, d.c.

Flamboyance don't care what it be costin' in boston

All around the city of atlanta, georgia

The 2 live state, miami, florida

Ya don't wanna mess with texas

Buffalo, memphis or kansas

Boyance can be found in alabama

New orleans, louisiana

I just got a page from the click

Game tight, i gotta get

Yeah hustler, yeah hustler

Yeah hustler, y-yeah hustler

Yeah hustler, yeah hustler

Yeah hustler, y-yeah hustler

Yeah hustler, yeah hustler

Yeah hustler, y-yeah hustler

Hustler, h-hustler