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letra de like what you see - gt garza

[chorus: z-ro]
everybody show me love when i’m rollin’ through my city
all them badass broads, yeah they wanna kick it with me
cup full of purple, my cigarillo full of sticky
ballin’ out of control until the good lord come get me
i’m a stay on my grind, like the light i’m a shine
feel like an elevator when my bumper raise and recline
you can keep watching me
i know i’m fresh as can be
the way she looking at me
i can tell she like what she see

[verse 1: gt garza]
h-town on my hat, rollin another gar
shawty she wanna ride but she don’t fit in my car
patnas told her bout me cause all they jammin’ is garz
bеatin’ down your block like my trunk love to spark
i’m jamming june 27 lighting up coffee thе [?]
laying my head in my seat
feeling like i’m inches from heaven
i’m in a wide body flow tho
rockin’ them number elevens
with a bad little passenger in them ol olympic 7’s
we chunk the deuce when i ride
in that 52’ pickup
501’s by the panel
my doors raise up like a stick up
i got keys in my pocket
get auto start with no hiccup
pop the trunk when i’m passing ya
read the lights when it lift up
from the city of screw
where they say “what it do?”
i keep that ice in my styrofoam
all my cups come in 2
when we speak on a legend
we only talk about a few
that’s why i love coming back
to that h-o-u
[chorus: z-ro]
everybody show me love when i’m rollin’ through my city
all them badass broads, yeah they wanna kick it with me
cup full of purple, my cigarillo full of sticky
ballin’ out of control until the good lord come get me
i’m a stay on my grind, like the light i’m a shine
feel like an elevator when my bumper raise and recline
you can keep watching me
i know i’m fresh as can be
the way she looking at me
i can tell she like what she see

[verse 2: z-ro]
i can tell she like what she see
your woman would rather be rolling with me
cause your paper ain’t long as mine
and your game ain’t as strong as mine
if you be boning a body ro gon be boning and i’m out
mo city texas homie, y’all already know where z-ro come from
tax evasion charges only thing i’ll ever run from
swear they want a half a mill for every mill man
i put a two-story home in my bottom grill man
i been broke before and i’m not gonna do that again
so every hundred thousand, i’m like i’m gonna do that again
threw 50 thousand last night, tonight i’ll do that again
to get the whole club drunk i’m a spend a few stacks again
i don’t be smoking on pretendo, this indo
too many women grabbing on me
driver please let up my window
my hands smooth homie
all i touch is women hips
don’t dream about the good life no mo’ beause i’m living it
[chorus: z-ro]
everybody show me love when i’m rollin’ through my city
all them badass broads, yeah they wanna kick it with me
cup full of purple, my cigarillo full of sticky
ballin’ out of control until the good lord come get me
i’m a stay on my grind, like the light i’m a shine
feel like an elevator when my bumper raise and recline
you can keep watching me
i know i’m fresh as can be
the way she looking at me
i can tell she like what she see

[verse 3: gt garza]
now, do you like what you see?
tell me what else you done heard about me
the playa gt from the 7-1-3
rest in peace to all those
and for this p-a-t
she called my whip the leviathan
crawling low like it’s tiring
on that candy and b-tter
still sitting on texas wires
sending prayers to patnas
i got to meet in the sky again
of all different ages
[?]
they feeling my adiós
i rep for the barrio
though i’m not on the radió
my b-tch look like rosario
vámonos, when the body close
she step like a tally horse
caught her swimming
and later died like fresh set of dominos
adiós, little mama i gotta stay on my grind
chunk a deuce to these haters
man i don’t pay ‘em no mind
park your car by the curb
but it ain’t nothing like mine
that’s why i play sweet jones
i keep the baddest around
[chorus: z-ro]
everybody show me love when i’m rollin’ through my city
all them badass broads, yeah they wanna kick it with me
cup full of purple, my cigarillo full of sticky
ballin’ out of control until the good lord come get me
i’m a stay on my grind, like the light i’m a shine
feel like an elevator when my bumper raise and recline
you can keep watching me
i know i’m fresh as can be
the way she looking at me
i can tell she like what she see

- gt garza

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