Pulling up in my truck with a cady Peanut butter leather, all wood Chrome in the back, got a kit on the bottom Yo shit is tight
Rolling up to the club, I got reserved Got money in my and it's all to the good Slide into the club, screaming my name I don't game, I got money and fame
I'm too tee zee like when blazin' on your buzzy Paparazzi got me dizzy, my nextel always busy 'Bout to crack the crizzy 'cause I'm stylin', oh, child'n a damn thing getting any easier, better get your pedda
Stop letting people keep 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, that chronic Yeah, you it up
Got it in between lips 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 you're picking 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 light year
To and beyond Yeah, it's like uh, I'm off the planet Making beau coup money Missy and Janet Player haters see me and they can't stand it
AP aka too tee zee bandit Way of the game leaving you so stranded Make you say goddammit, for this record And it landed 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 me that
No one or nothing can me back Won't forget where I'm from, so I know I'm at of the limo, back of the Regal All the same, my is all illegal
love currency, plea the fifth no perjury AP you heard of me? You wanna know Talk to my attorney, haters beware, haters be How's it feel to hate a playa
A playa gonna it like 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 with me, the to the Mercedes Yeah, too tee zee, port down Slang that on the fever, 5 on Lily and We let it ride, we ride on it for real