rate me

Pulling up in my truck with a cady pant

Peanut butter leather, all wood grain

Chrome bars in the back

Got a kit on the bottom

Yo that shit is tight

Rolling up to the club

I got parking reserved

Got money in my pocket and it's all to the good

Slide into the club, people screaming my name

I don't need game, I got money and fame

I'm too tee zee like when you're blazin' on your buzzy

Paparazzi got me dizzy

Ain't my nextel always busy

'Bout to crack open the crizzy

Cause I'm stylin' ohh child'n

Ain't a damn thing getting any easier

Better get your pedda

Stop letting people keep teasing you

I got you going off me indo amnesia

I'm off the hizzy, yeah too tee zee

I got sa crib up in the hills

And I'm livin' it up

Got money in my bank

And I'm spendin' it up

Got bubonic, yeah that chronic

Yeah you rolling it up

Got it in between your lips

And you're smokin' it up

Got me banging in your ride

And you're cranking it up

Got 12's in your trunk

And you're bumping them up

Got my records in your shop

And you're picking them up

Got too tee zee on your mind going platinum plus

Rockin' Sean John, sipping Dom Perignon

Can't catch me Friday nights

Cuz I'll be gone like Buzz lightyear

To infinty and beyond

Yeah it's like that uh

I'm off the planet

Making beaucoup money like Missy and Janet

Player haters see me and they just can't stand it

AP aka too tee zee player bandit

Way ahead of the game

Leaving you so stranded

Make you say goddammit

Waited for this record

And it finally landed

For chezzey

Now can you feel me

Now do you understand the word to tee zee

Braided up, corn rows

Reach in pockets

Step on toes

D.X.D told me that

No one or nothing can hold me back

Won't forget where I'm from

So I know where I'm at

Back of the limo

Back of the Regal

All the same

My game is all illegal

Tender luv currency

Plea the fifth no perjury

AP you heard of me?

You wanna know more? Talk to my attorney

Haters beware, haters be scared

How's it feel to hate a real playa

A playa gonna play it like a playa do

Why, you ask why when AP playing you

Get a clue, stop thoughting and think

You can open up your eyes instead you blink

Say it with me

The keys to the Mercedes

Yeah too tee zee

Port down hooligans

Slang that on the fever

5 on Lily and Anthony

We don't let it ride

We ride on it

For real!

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