Fabolous - Salute (Ma**ive Trip Xclsv remix) lyrics

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Fabolous - Salute (Ma**ive Trip Xclsv remix) lyrics

[Verse 1 - Fabolous] First off I'm a motherf**in' G-E-N-E-R-A-L, word to the K shells In this chopper I will p-p-p-p-pop 'em Make it sound like helicopters land on top of this b**h You want this whopper, come and get yo' beef n***a I'm not a boxer, I'ma be brief n***a We on top, I will put you underneath n***as We will take your whole tribe and I'm the chief n***a Your highest title, numero uno I'm not that little pregnant white girl but Juno You know, anything is in a n***a reach My dogs will bite you and guess who's the n***a leash I was once told by my n***a Meech You feed a s**a, he just grow to be a bigger leach So n***a every time you hear mine Get your hand to your hairline general [Chorus - Lil Wayne] Yeah, I'm in this b**h Sendin' champagne to my enemies Salute or shoot, you choose mothaf**a Bow down till your head touch your shoes mothaf**a Salute me, salute me, salute me, salute me Salute or shoot, you choose mothaf**a Bow down till your head touch your shoes mothaf**a Salute me [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Now just say hello to the captain And I stay away from magnets 'cause the metal's what I'm packin' Bet yo' brains on your shirt will look like Jell-O on a napkin And I promise my fellows will put your fellow on the canvas Call me Weezy, F. Baby Young Money Army, better yet Navy Fab I got 'em And watch me get 'em And I do 'em or I did 'em And this tool inside my denim I shoot everything but women and kids b**h n***a stop b**hin' this just how it is Now watch me let that s**y Nina kiss you by your ribs You won't be satisfied till I send a missile by your crib Shoot you in the stomach, now you pissin' out your ears Hollygrove all day Bodies in the hallway And if you come searchin' Then you findin' out the hard way No matter where you from You better recognize a real n***a when you see one Salute me! [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Fabolous] On second thought, I got the heart of a s-s-s-s-solider I t-t-t-t-told ya I ain't come to play y'all My mind has gone AWOL Find it I will pay y'all My money is yay tal,l okay y'all? Yo' digit stack is Midget Mack That means it's gon' stay small Told them I don't see nobody I'm a rappin' Ray Charles I think I need a seein' eye dog Come to bein' fly dog You ain't seein' I dog We sittin' here like pollen now f** you n***as hollerin' now They said I been M-I-A Yea b**h I'm on columns now Leaders don't be followin' crowds General like Colin Powell War to me's a card game Beef is just a style of cow I'm who make the call So don't make me get to dialin' out Nick got that "cannon", yeah that n***a be Wild 'N' Out They ain't ballin', these n***as is filin' out They ain't throwin' jabs, they just throwin' towels out [Chorus]

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