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YM salute (feat. Young Money)

Better strap up your boots

Before they start to shoot

Let's do it for the troops

It's Young Money salute

It's Young Money saluteYeah, uh, so sick wit' the flow

Yeah, ya cowboys know that Lil' Twist

Been a pro way before Romo no T.O.

No wetting cowboys to a pistonA.I., no Wallace, your kids getting demolished

I'm booking on your suckers like I'm just leaving college

But smart, very smart, too smart for ya knowledge

Too smart once more, Wayne called me a genius

It's YME nothin' gets in between usTell Wayne I'm going in like somebody 'bout to bury me

In this rap game nobody could ever bury me

That's why you see me on stage rocking wit' Young Money

I told my team I got us man it's all on meLike volume two, B.G., I got my crew with me

Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my baby, Nicki

Every time I'm on the track it's ransom

Can't find 'em like us anymore, it's random

When Young Money come through you better salute usBetter strap up your boots before they start to shoot

Let's do it for the troops, it's Young Money salute

It's Young Money salute, it's Young Money salute

It's Young Money salute, it's Young Money salute

The salute, the saluteHey yo, I solemnly swear if it ever go down

You ain't never gotta call me 'cause I'ma be there

Let's get to the point like elbows

My crew harder than ShelltoesStrapped like Velcro and this we running, hell, no

And truthfully, aiming for number one oh do we

You ask why I reply 'cause nobody remember two or three

Cross YM and the hem will make a movie

We all that we can be, respect the army and salute weYeah, Young Money army, we marching

We coming forward, no warning

We got these boys running like Forest

So salute me like a general, first place, never lastAlways on top and I'm a chief like a Seminole

Got the game in a strangle hold no letting up

You can get the top, ya can pop like 7 Up

Knock, knock, let us up, Young Money applaud me

And we'll take the game out your hands like a joystickI'ma need my badges and my ribbons

Maybe it will make up for everything that I wasn't given

Everything that I've given, I swear I'll never give in

Just look at what I've been in and this is just the beginningI d-d-do it 'cause I did it for my ballerina girls

Blowing kisses to the soldiers I am Marilyn Monroe

But we shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, camouflage me

'Cause Young Money is the navy, better yet the armyBetter strap up your boots before they start to shoot

Let's do it for the troops, it's Young Money salute

It's Young Money salute, it's Young Money salute

It's Young Money salute, it's Young Money salute

The salute, the saluteCommander-in-chief

One hand on the world, one hand on the brief

I stand on the world, bitch, I stand on the peak

Of the game and the girls, and the guap, now that's GDon't ask me about shit but money

Fucking right, my money long, I got that 10 foot money

I get it fast when I get to the money

When I walk, it sound like 10 foots runningI meant feet, I'm in deep like wet pussy

I'm a purple heart proven war vet' rookie

You can't even sit next to me

Now bring money or death to me, or don't step to meNow don't step nigga, march with me

To the steps of the court building like ain't we God's children?

I know at all times gods feel me

So I play my part until the war, kill me, salute or shoot, niggaBetter strap up your boots before they start to shoot

Let's do it for the troops, it's Young Money salute

It's Young Money salute, it's Young Money salute

It's Young Money salute, it's Young Money salute

The salute, the salute

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