Pulling up in my truck with a pant butter leather, all wood grain Chrome bars in the back, got a kit on the Yo shit is tight
Rolling up to the club, I got parking Got money in my pocket and all to the good Slide the club, people screaming my name I don't need game, I got and fame
I'm too tee zee like when blazin' on your buzzy Paparazzi got me dizzy, my nextel always busy 'Bout to crack open the crizzy 'cause I'm stylin', oh, Ain't a thing getting any easier, better get your pedda
Stop letting people teasing you I got you going off me amnesia I'm off the hizzy, too tee zee I got sa crib up in the
And I'm livin' it up, got in my bank And I'm it up Got bubonic, yeah that Yeah, you it up
Got it in your lips And smokin' it up Got me in your ride And cranking it up
Got 12's in your And bumping them up Got my records in shop And picking them up
Got too tee zee on your going platinum plus Sean John, sipping Dom Perignon Can't catch me nights 'Cause I'll be gone Buzz light year
To and beyond Yeah, it's like uh, I'm off the planet Making beau money like Missy and Janet Player haters see me and just can't stand it
AP aka too tee zee bandit Way ahead of the game leaving you so Make you say goddammit, for this record And it finally for chezzey
Now can you me Now do you understand the to tee zee up, corn rows, reach in pockets Step on toes, D.X.D told me
No one or can hold me back Won't forget where I'm from, so I where I'm at of the limo, back of the Regal All the same, my game is all
Tender love currency, the fifth no perjury AP you of me? You wanna know more? Talk to my attorney, haters beware, be scared How's it to hate a real playa
A playa play it like a playa do Why, you ask why when AP you Get a clue, stop and think You can open up your eyes you blink
Say it with me, the keys to the Yeah, too tee zee, port down that on the fever, 5 on Lily and Anthony We let it ride, we ride on it for real