Pulling up in my truck with a cady Peanut butter leather, all wood Chrome bars in the back, got a kit on the Yo that shit is
Rolling up to the club, I got parking Got money in my and it's all to the good into the club, people screaming my name I don't need game, I got money and
I'm too tee zee like when you're blazin' on buzzy got me dizzy, ain't my nextel always busy 'Bout to open the crizzy 'cause I'm stylin', oh, child'n Ain't a damn thing any easier, better get your pedda
Stop people keep 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 it up, got money in my bank And I'm it up Got bubonic, that chronic Yeah, you it up
Got it in between your And smokin' it up Got me in your ride And you're it up
Got 12's in trunk And bumping them up Got my records in shop And picking them up
Got too tee zee on your going platinum plus Rockin' 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 see me and they just can't stand it
AP aka too tee zee player Way of the game leaving you so stranded 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 Back of the limo, back of the All the same, my is all illegal
Tender love currency, plea the fifth no AP you heard of me? You know more? Talk to my attorney, haters beware, be scared How's it to hate a real playa
A playa gonna play it a playa do Why, you ask why AP playing you Get a clue, stop and think You can open up your eyes instead you
Say it me, the keys to the Mercedes Yeah, too tee zee, port hooligans Slang on the fever, 5 on Lily and Anthony We let it ride, we ride on it for real