Lil Wayne - Upgrade U Freestyle Lyrics

yes sir
i la dis shit
so let me talk my shit
ok im good


i know u see the drop cause getting money is wat we on,
ridin drop top in the winter with the heat on,
bad yellow bitch keep my passanger seat warm,
leg hangin out the window u aint got these on,
bitch holla it is lil weezy, they cannot see me they are like stevie,
i am barring a ton like leefy,
i circle yo house like D.B,
colder then the heeby, jeeby's,
never give freebees seventy five thousand for these please,
i can get a hundred thousand up in these jeans,
big stacks my pockets on createen,
young money dipset nigga we a team,
if u dont like nigga f*ck u no vasoline,
peel off in the lamborgeen,
like a tangerine,
got the engine straight shaking like a tamberine,
i like a bitch with some lips like angeline,not jolie,
holy got flow, i go,where no other guy goes,
f*ck u hoe,im so five oh,fo,
i hope every snitch dies slow,
yup hot thats my hoe i know,
she know i like it wet dont want no dry hoe,
alright bitch i am d-boy,
no decoy,
and i will straight up destroy,any boy,or man and i be for money then bitches or just reefor,
we are young money,
bitch and i am the leador,
he or currency mac may and d-raw,
and i just signed a chick named nikky menorge,
and me im 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 im just murdering niggas free of charge,
ya dig just holla back i see ya sarge,
im so motha f*cking high i could eat a star,
yeah let me upgrade ya, u may not be a model but i can front page ya,
u know im nasty excuse my behavior,
let me ust taste ya we can f*ck lata,
sitting in the coupe looking like a racer,top peeled back like the skin of a potata,
seat way back listening to anita baka,
ridin by myself smoking weed by the acre,
holy grove gator,
aint nobody greater,
leav u with some bullet holes the size of craters,
u aint heard the latest weezy baby the greatest,
battle anybody nigga f*ck away your favorite,
this a new game and im the coach like avery,
leave it to the flow we getting dough like a bakery,
i dont really want to but these niggas makin me,
put a motha f*cka on ice like the maple leaves,
thats a hockey team,
and i aint on no hockey team,
but im a champion wheres the f*ckin rocky theme, damn


Thanks to mikemackson425 for adding these lyrics