| VERSE 1: You might see me comin' down Franklin wit a bad bitch
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| South Side Park with my nigga burnin' mad spliffs
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| All downtown niggas seen me in the trafic
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| Now they tryna scrap kuz they hung up on that past shit
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| Hung up on my past bitch, phone off dont think about that wack shit
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| Show me where the money at im asking where the cash is?
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| She don’t download my new songs give me attitude
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| Bitches be so Muthafuckin' fake i can’t stand it
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| All up in my inbox bitches don’t go to shows
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| Niggas wanna do songs but they ain’t givin no dough
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| Act like a lil faggot subliminal when they post
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| But know he ain’t want to see me that’s why he doing the most
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| It’s been a long time comin' with this Sac-Town shit
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| I never back down ready to lay the smackdown quick
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| They gone keep talkin' and gone make me get a BLACKOW Bitch
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| On on yo block now bitch who wanna talk out now?
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| Chorus: Down i-5 south switch over to 99
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| When i lean all the freeway lights make me feel blind
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| Cruisin low and smoking dro just trying to survive the times
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| Last Sacramento king but i’m living in my prime
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| They say long live the king back when i was on my grind
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| Who said i ever came off dick riders saying i died
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| My pops work at Kaiser so you know that i’m gone thrive
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| Down i-5 The city lights make me blind
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| Verse 2: Steady ridin' lonesome down the boulevard of Folsom
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| Niggas be extra actin' like a muthafuckin Olsen
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| Me i’m about this paper so i’m laid back posted
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| Standin' in my section on that money i be focused
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| When it rains it’s pourin' Stockton Boulevard Hoeing
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| I knew her she went to Florin said a 9 to 5 was boring
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| She take some extra money out they wallets while they snoring
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| How in the fuck she figure wasn’t nobody Finna notice
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| He caught her on the Mack Block her and her baby stroller
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| In an all black Corolla Rat-a-Tat-Tat with The Fola
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| That’s how it always happens when them niggas get to actin on some Sac shit
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| Fighting over bullshit shootin' over a wack bitch
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| I’m tryna dodge the fake and keep it ThriLL
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| Candle light vigils all i ever see or here about
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| Gotta be a clearer route to get up out of here
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| I’m sippin methazine until i fuckin disappear is it real?
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Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lime Lights , by - Jr & Ph7. Song from the album The South Sac Mack, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп