Pulling up in my with a cady pant Peanut butter leather, all wood bars in the back, got a kit on the bottom Yo shit is tight
Rolling up to the club, I got parking Got in my pocket and it's all to the good Slide into the club, people my name I don't need game, I got and fame
I'm too tee zee like you're 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 damn thing any easier, better get your pedda
Stop letting keep teasing you I got you off me indo amnesia I'm off the hizzy, too tee zee I got sa crib up in the
And I'm it up, got money in my bank And I'm it up Got bubonic, yeah that Yeah, you it up
Got it in your lips And you're it up Got me in your ride And cranking it up
Got 12's in your And you're them up Got my records in your And picking them up
Got too tee zee on your mind going platinum Rockin' Sean John, Dom Perignon Can't catch me Friday 'Cause I'll be gone like light year
To infinity and Yeah, it's like uh, I'm off the planet Making beau coup like Missy and Janet Player haters see me and they 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 Braided up, corn rows, in pockets on toes, D.X.D told me that
No one or nothing can me back forget where I'm from, so I know where I'm at Back of the limo, of the Regal All the same, my game is all
Tender currency, plea the fifth no perjury AP you heard of me? You know more? Talk to my attorney, haters beware, haters be it feel to hate a real playa
A playa gonna play it a playa do Why, you ask why AP playing you Get a clue, stop thoughting and You can up your eyes instead you blink
Say it me, the keys to the Mercedes Yeah, too tee zee, port down Slang that on the fever, 5 on Lily and We don't let it ride, we ride on it for