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Lil Wayne
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Upgrade You
Lyricist:Dwayne Carter
Make your rules Yes sir, 3, ha, I love this shit So let me talk my shit Okay I'm good
I know you see the drop 'cause gettin' money is what we on Ridin' drop top in the winter with the heat on Bad yella bitch, keep my passenger seat warm Leg hangin' out the window, you ain't got these on
Bitch holla it is Lil' Weezy, they cannot see me They are like Stevie, I am burin' a ton like Levie I circle ya house like B.B, colder then the Hebbie Gebbies Never give freebies, seventy five thousand for these fees
Shit I can get a hundred thousand up in these jeans Big stacks my pockets on Creatine Young Money, Dipset nigga we a team If you don't like it nigga fuck you, no Vaseline
I peel off in the Lamborghini like a tangerine Got the engine straight shakin' like a tambourine Like a bitch with some lips like Angeline, not Joli Holy, got flow, I go where no other guy go
Fuck you hoe I'm so 504 I hope every snitch die slow Hip hop that's my hoe, I know she know I like it wet don't won't no dry hoe
Alright bitch I am D-Boy, no decoy And I will straight up destroy any boy or man And I prefer money then bitches or just reefer We are Young Money bitch and I am the leader
We are Currency, Mack Maine and D-Raw And I just signed a chick named Nikki Menage And me I'm still spittin' like a retard And these niggas soft they should be rappin' in leotards
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Nigga we in charge, baby put me in charge And I'm just murderin' niggas free of charge You dig, just holla back I see you sarge I'm so motherfuckin' high I can eat a star
Yeah let me upgrade ya, you may not be a model But I can front page ya You know I'm nasty, excuse my behavior Let me just taste ya, we can fuck later
Sittin' in the Coupe lookin' like a racer Top peeled back like the skin of a potato Seat way back listenin' to Anita Baker Ridin' by myself, smokin' weed by the acre
Holly Grove gator, ain't nobody greater Leave you with some bullet holes, the size of craters You ain't heard the latest, Weezy F. the greatest Battle anybody nigga fuck over ya favorite
It's a new game and I'm the coach like Avery Leave it to the flow, we gettin' dough like a bakery I don't really want to but these niggas makin' me Put a motherfucker on ice like the Maple Leaves
That's a hockey team and I ain't on no hockey team But I'm a champion, where's the fuckin' Rocky theme? Damn, rest in peace Apollo Creed I'm a monster everyday is Halloween
A lot of syrup, a lot of pills and a lot of weed And I keep my pockets green like a pot of peas And if you hatin baby you can get a side of these These nuts in your mouth and can you swallow please?
Yeah, I'm so hot I freeze Big balls and they jangle like a lotta keys Even deaf bitches say hi to me She tell a blind bitch and she say I gotta see
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