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lil wayne - upgrade you lyrics

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make your rules
yes sir, 3, ha, i love this sh-t
so let me talk my sh-t
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 b-tch, keep my p-ssenger seat warm
leg hangin’ out the window, you ain’t got these on

b-tch 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

sh-t i can get a hundred thousand up in these jeans
big stacks my pockets on creatine
young money, dipset n-gga we a team
if you don’t like it n-gga f-ck you, no vaseline

i peel off in the lamborghini like a tangerine
got the engine straight shakin’ like a tambourine
like a b-tch with some lips like angeline, not joli
holy, got flow, i go where no other guy go

f-ck 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 b-tch i am d-boy, no decoy
and i will straight up destroy any boy or man
and i prefer money then b-tches or just reefer
we are young money b-tch 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 r-t-rd
and these n-ggas soft they should be rappin’ in leotards

n-gga we in charge, baby put me in charge
and i’m just murderin’ n-ggas free of charge
you dig, just holla back i see you sarge
i’m so motherf-ckin’ 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 f-ck 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 n0body greater
leave you with some bullet holes, the size of craters
you ain’t heard the latest, weezy f. the greatest
battle anybody n-gga f-ck 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 n-ggas makin’ me
put a motherf-cker 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 f-ckin’ rocky theme?
d-mn, 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 b-lls and they jangle like a lotta keys
even deaf b-tches say hi to me
she tell a blind b-tch and she say i gotta see



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