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lightshow - you too ? lyrics

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[intro]
who you ?
can i know, i know, i know
who you ?
can i know, i know, i know
(who you ?) can i know ?
look

[hook]
i’m lightshow, who you ?
i smoke pac, you too ?
i drink lean, you too ?
my cake stack 6’2
you came wit a nigga ? or you came wit your crew ?
cause 86 in here too
so the gate sticks in heretoo
my trap down the street
maybe you should bring your clique through
oh, you carrying niggas quite often ?
let a real nigga get through
ain’t much i can tell you but the street don’t make big moves
i take trips quite often
i’m trynna see if i can take em wit you

[verse 1]
look, smoke gas, drink lean too
hi, i’m high, who you ?
oh, you bye ? do you
who am i to judge? do you
say she heard i gotta lotta b-tches online
wouldn’t worry off it if it was two few
came up, stopped fucking wit them 5 star b-tches
but i still pull up wit a new new
told my old b-tch i had a new boo
moved on got a new view
she’d be lucky she made it to facetime
could’ve left her -ss in the oovoo
to this pimp c shit , i’m too true
d-ck her down, make her buy me new true
she squad if she run the choo – choo
that’s hard in the paint , who knew ?
i’m a real live nigga, you knew
you now i got choppers everywhere that i go
cause these niggas love hatin’ i know
even after all the love that i show
but i ain’t trippin off them
we can laugh at them niggas
smoking gas, me, you, & my bros
if you keeping shit 100 like you say you do
might have to find something to do wit my hoes

[verse 2]
shawdy, your rack miraculous
imma need your math like calculus
can i stand and back in it ?
can you stain my ralphs wit mac and shit ?
my mac game immaculate
hit or miss, still would take a crack at it
trynna turn you to a crack addict
(d-ck only though no crack at it)
who me ? i’m just a pac addict
in the pac magician, doing pac magic
better watch yourself wit this young nigga
take your b-tch and that’s black magic
like abracadabra
then i finesse and maneuver
and call her and look for a uber
b-tch, i’m the man
what’s it to ya ?
hold this shit down with extended clips
long as i’m cooler
too cool, i came out the cooler
bust her -ss up, had to school her
told her i’m remy, she gucci
i move around wit them shooters
no, i’m way different from most of you niggas
i ain’t wit the talk, i’m a do-er
came to fuck up from the sewer
now i’m the shit like manure
i grind like it’s two of me

[hook]



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