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