Lil Wayne - Upgrade - Текст песни

Yessir, 3!
Ha, I love this shit
So let me talk my shit, uhhhh-haha
(*coughing*)
Okay I'm good

[Lil Wayne]
I know you see the guap, cause gettin' money is what we on
Ridin' drop top in the winter with the heat on
Bad yellow 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 bearin' a ton like levee
I circle ya house like B.B, colder then the heebie jeebies
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
(*schreechin*) I peel off in the Lamborghin', like a tangerine
Got the industry shakin' like a tambourine
Like a bitch with some lips like Angelina Jolie
Holy, God flow
I go where no other guy go
Fuck you ho I'm so 5-0, 4, I hope every snitch die slow
Hip Hop, that's my ho, I know
She know I like it wet, don't want no dry ho
Alright, bitch I am the boy, no decoy
And I will straight up destroy any boy, or man
And I pre-for money, then bitches, or just ree-for
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 Nicki Minaj
And me, I'm still spittin' like a retard
And these niggas soft, they should be rappin' in leotards
Nigga we in charge, Baby put me in charge
And I'm just murderin' niggas, free of charge
Ya dig, just holla back, I see ya 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, lot of pills, and a lot of weed
And I keep my pockets green like a pod of peas
And if you hatin' baby, you can get a side of these
These nuts in ya mouth, and can you swallow please
Yeah, I'm so hot, I freeze
Big balls and they jangle like a lot keys
Even deaf bitches say hi to me
She tell a blind bitch and she say I gotta see
Young Carter darlin'
Understand I am Michael Jordan ballin'
Yes, I'm a dog, I'm a Hoya, homie
I'm a boss, ya man's just an employee mami

Let me upgrade you
Let me upgrade you
Upgrade you
Weezy!