Better strap up ya boots
Before they start to shoot
Then do it for the troops
It's Young Money salute
It's 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
I'm booking on you 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 YMOE, nothing gets in between us
I told 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 with Young Money
I told my team I got us, man it's all on me
Like volume 2 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 us
Better strap up ya boots
Before they start to shoot
Then 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
Sa-salute, sa-salute
Hey yo I solemnly swear if it ever go down
You ain't never gotta call me cause I'mma 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 we'll 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 I'm 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 we'll take the game out ya hands like a joy stick
I'mma 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 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
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
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 that's G
Don't 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, 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 me
Nah 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 God's 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
It's Young Money salute (I am)
It's Young Money salute (a 16 year veteran)
It's Young Money salute (I been in this motherfucker)
It's Young Money salute (hip hop war)
It's Young Money salute (all my motherfuckin' life)
Sa-salute (but I still have that... my life)