Too Tee Zee lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Too Tee Zee lyrics 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 , oh, 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 Cause I ll be gone like Buzz light year To infinity and beyond Yeah, it s like that uh, I m off the planet Making beau coup 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 love 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 song lyrics