Too Tee Zee Lyrics - Amanda Perez

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