Pulling up in my with a cady pant Peanut butter leather, all grain Chrome in the back, got a kit on the bottom Yo that shit is
Rolling up to the club, I got reserved Got in my pocket and it's all to the good Slide into the club, people screaming my I don't game, I got money and fame
I'm too tee zee like when you're blazin' on your got me dizzy, ain't my nextel always busy 'Bout to crack open the 'cause I'm stylin', oh, child'n Ain't a damn thing getting any easier, better get pedda
Stop letting people keep you I got you going off me indo I'm off the hizzy, too tee zee I got sa up in the hills
And I'm it up, got money in my bank And I'm it up Got bubonic, yeah chronic Yeah, you it up
Got it in your lips And smokin' it up Got me in your ride And you're it up
Got in your trunk And you're them up Got my in your shop And you're them up
Got too tee zee on your mind going platinum Rockin' Sean John, Dom Perignon Can't me Friday nights 'Cause I'll be gone like Buzz light
To and beyond Yeah, like that uh, I'm off the planet Making beau coup money Missy and Janet Player haters see me and just can't stand it
AP aka too tee zee player Way ahead of the leaving you so stranded you say goddammit, waited for this record And it landed for chezzey
Now can you me Now do you understand the to tee zee Braided up, corn rows, reach in Step on toes, D.X.D told me
No one or nothing can me back Won't where I'm from, so I know where I'm at Back of the limo, of the Regal All the same, my is all illegal
Tender currency, plea the fifth no perjury AP you of me? You wanna know more? to my attorney, haters beware, haters be scared How's it to hate a real playa
A gonna play it like a playa do Why, you ask why when AP you Get a clue, stop thoughting and You can up your eyes instead you blink
Say it with me, the to the Mercedes Yeah, too tee zee, port hooligans Slang that on the fever, 5 on Lily and We let it ride, we ride on it for real