Lyrics of 'Upgrade' by Lil Wayne

Yezzir...Grease...I love this shit...So let me talk my shit [Cough Cough], Okay I'm good

Yeah

I know you see the gwap, 'cause 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 deeze on
Bitch holla, it is Lil Weezy
They cannot see me, they are like Stevie
I am Bearing-a-Ton like Levy
I circle ya house like Bebe
Colder than the hee-bee-geebies, never give freebies
75 thousand for these fees
Shit, I can get a 100 thousand up in these jeans
Big stacks, my pockets on Creotine
Young Money, Dipset, nigga we a team
If you don't like it nigga, fuck ya no Vaseline
Errrrr, peel off in the Lamborghin'
Like a tangerine, got the industry shakin' like a tambourine
Like a bitch with some lips like Angelin....na Jolie holy god flow
I go where no other guy go, fuck you hoe I'm so 5-0
For I hope every snitch die slow
Hip-hop that's my hoe, I know, she know I like it wet I want 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, them 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 Nenarge
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'll see ya sarge, I'm so motherfuckin' high I can eat a star
Yeah lemme' upgrade you, you may not be a model but I can frontpage 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 potatoe
Seat way back listenin' to Anita Baker, right here by myself smokin' weed by the acre
Hollygrove gator, ain't nobody greater, leave ya with some bulletholes the size of craters
You ain't heard the latest, Weezy F. the greatest, battle anybody nigga fuckin' wit ya favorite
It's a new game and I'm the coach like Avery
Leave it to the flow and get the dough like a bakery
I don't really want to, but these niggas makin' me
Put a motherfucker on some ice like the Maple Leafs
That's a hockey team, and I ain't know no hockey team
But I'm a champion, where's the fuckin' Rocky theme?
Damn...rest in peace Apollo Creed, I'ma monster everyday is Halloween
A lotta syrup, a lotta pills and a lotta weed...my pockets green like a pod of peas
And if you hatin' baby you can get a side of these, deeze nuts and ya mouth and can ya swallow please?
Hehe, yeah I'm so hot I freeze, big balls and they jangle like a lot of 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'ma dog, I'm a Hoya homie
I'm a boss and ya man's just an employer mami, lemme upgrade u
Let me upgrade u
Upgrade u.....

Ohhhhhhh....WEEZY!