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