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Amanda Perez - 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' 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- |
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