Pulling up in my truck with a pant Peanut leather, all wood grain Chrome in the back, got a kit on the bottom Yo shit is tight
Rolling up to the club, I got parking Got money in my and it's all to the good Slide into the club, people screaming my I don't game, I got money and fame
I'm too tee zee when you're blazin' on your buzzy Paparazzi got me dizzy, ain't my nextel always 'Bout to crack open the 'cause I'm stylin', oh, child'n Ain't a damn thing getting any easier, better get pedda
Stop letting people keep you I got you off me indo amnesia I'm off the hizzy, too tee zee I got sa up in the hills
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 between your And you're it up Got me banging in your And cranking it up
Got 12's in trunk And you're them up Got my records in shop And you're picking up
Got too tee zee on mind going platinum plus Rockin' John, sipping Dom Perignon Can't catch me nights 'Cause I'll be gone like Buzz year
To and beyond Yeah, it's like uh, I'm off the planet Making coup money 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 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, corn rows, reach in on toes, D.X.D told me that
No one or nothing can me back Won't forget where I'm from, so I know I'm at Back of the limo, 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 to my attorney, haters beware, haters 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 up your eyes instead you blink
Say it with me, the keys to the Yeah, too tee zee, port down Slang that on the fever, 5 on and Anthony We let it ride, we ride on it for real