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Lil Wayne – Ym Salute Lyrics

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Uh,
This that Young Money shit right here

Better strap up ya boots
Before they start to shoot
Then do it for the troops
Its Young Money salute
Its Young Money salute

Yeah, uh
So sick with the flow
Yeah your cowboys know that Lil Twist
Been a pro way before Romo, no T.O.
No Wittin, Cowboys to a Piston
A.I. no Wallace, ya kids getting demolished
Im booking on you suckers like Im just leaving college
But smart, very smart, too smart for ya knowledge
Too smart once more, Wayne called me a genius
Its YMOE, nothing gets in between us

I told Wayne Im going in like somebody bout to bury me
In this rap game nobody could ever bury me
Thats why you see me on stage rocking with Young Money
I told my team I got us, man its all on me
Like volume 2 B.G., I got my crew with me
Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my baby Nicki
Every time Im on the track its ransom
Cant find em like us anymore its random
When Young Money come through you better salute us

Better strap up ya boots
Before they start to shoot
Then do it for the troops
Its Young Money salute
Its Young Money salute
Its Young Money salute
Its Young Money salute
Its Young Money salute
Sa-salute, sa-salute

Hey yo I solemnly swear if it ever go down
You aint never gotta call me cause Imma be there
Lets get to the point like elbows, my crew harder than shell toes
Strapped like Velcro and is we running? hell no
And truthfully, aiming for number one oh do we
You ask why I reply cause nobody remember 2 or 3
Cross YM and out of him well make a movie
We all that we can be, respect the army and salute we

Yeah, Young Money army we marching
We coming forward no warning
We got these boys running like Forrest
So salute me like a general
First place never last
Always on top and Im a chief like a seminal
Got the game in the strangle hold, no letting up
You can get the top, ya can pop like 7Up
Knock knock let us up, Young Money applaud me
And well take the game out ya hands like a joy stick

Imma need my badges and my ribbons
Maybe it will make up for everything that I wasnt given
Everything that Ive given, I swear Ill never give in
Just look at what Ive been in and this is just the beginning
I d-d-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 a Navy, better yet a Army

Better strap up ya boots
Before they start to shoot
Then do it for the troops
Its Young Money salute
Its Young Money salute
Its Young Money salute
Its Young Money salute
Its Young Money salute
Sa-salute, sa-salute

Commander 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 thats G
Dont ask me about shit but money
Fuckin right my money long, I got that 10ft money
Ha, I get it fast when I get to the money
When I walk, it sound like 10 foots running
I meant feet, Im in deep like wet pussy
Im a purple heart proven war vet rookie
You cant even sit next to me
Now bring money or death to me, or dont step to me
Nah dont step nigga, march with me
To the steps of the court building
Like aint we Gods children
I know at all times Gods filmin
So I play my part until the war kill me
Salute or shoot nigga

Better strap up ya boots
Before they start to shoot get that salute out my face
Then do it for the troops
Its Young Money salute I am
Its Young Money salute a 16 year veteran
Its Young Money salute I been in this motherfucker
Its Young Money salute hip hop war
Its Young Money salute all my motherfuckin life
Sa-salute but I still have that… my life

Yeah
Young Mula Navvyyyy
The salute

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