Pulling up in my truck with a cady Peanut butter leather, all wood Chrome in the back, got a kit on the bottom Yo that shit is
Rolling up to the club, I got parking Got money in my pocket and all to the good Slide into the club, screaming my name I need game, I got money and fame
I'm too tee zee like you're blazin' on your buzzy Paparazzi got me dizzy, ain't my always busy to crack open the crizzy 'cause I'm stylin', oh, child'n Ain't a damn thing getting any easier, better get pedda
Stop people keep teasing you I got you going off me indo I'm off the hizzy, too tee zee I got sa crib up in the
And I'm livin' it up, got money in my And I'm it up Got bubonic, yeah chronic Yeah, you it up
Got it in between your And you're it up Got me in your ride And cranking 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 Sean John, sipping Dom Perignon Can't catch me nights 'Cause I'll be gone like light year
To infinity and Yeah, like that uh, I'm off the planet Making beau coup money Missy and Janet Player see me and they just can't stand it
AP aka too tee zee bandit Way of the game leaving you so stranded Make you say goddammit, waited for record And it landed for chezzey
Now can you me Now do you understand the to tee zee Braided up, 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, of the Regal All the same, my game is all
love currency, plea the fifth no perjury AP you heard of me? You wanna know to my attorney, haters beware, haters be scared How's it feel to hate a real
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 eyes instead you blink
Say it me, the keys to the Mercedes Yeah, too tee zee, down hooligans Slang on the fever, 5 on Lily and Anthony We let it ride, we ride on it for real