lil b nigga) Bitch mob, niggas you will never understand it Got a pink bandana, 65 bitches Everybody know that the bitch mob crackin' Salute to the bitch Salute
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
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 [Verse 3 - Jae
-grillin' me? You're killin' me but really B, you ain't on my radar Always used the right amount of strokes, that's why I stayed par I ain't no killer, lil
it alone I'm bringin the thug world order nigga the war been on bitch [Chorus] [Verse 3] If you got beef with B.O.N.E Then holla at me lil Layzie,
a nigga head like a canteloupe (bitch!) and I'm dope Cause I master the shit, plaster the shit A true hip-hop nigga, the last of the shit Lil' fame, b
a nigga head like a canteloupe (BITCH!) and I'm dope cause I master the shit, plaster the shit A true hip-hop nigga, the last of the shit Lil' Fame, B
B.I.G Lil Cease Sipping Hansun Got dough like the Hansons Bitches come fast and out like Helly Hansen Mister Bristal you will neva catch me dancing Off
shit Ladies throw your hands up, that's if you the shit Walk up in the club and they knew I was the shit Shittin' on everybody that's up in this bitch
around...with me Lil Kim: da queen b No more.......I'll kill you Lil Kim: the extraodinaire You don't wanna play around Lil Kim: Lil Cease You don
club & they knew I was the shit Shittin on err'body that's up in this bitch [Fabolous:] Pledge alegence to the shit, hands where ya hearts are. Matter fact salute
but really B, you ain't on my radar Always used the right amount of strokes, that's why I stayed par I ain't no killer lil' silly nigga but they are
this one What it be like dawg, I'm on some some adope grown up type shit look who I be around nigga, look who I been around nigga Geezy, Juve and turk, B
the Mafia You torn blood from you bitches Nigga what Bustin holes in you bitches [Mz. G.B. of the Ghetto Twiinz] You better wear you vest, real tight bitch
cause I look gay but bitch I'm thuggin nigga [Chorus] [Lil B:] Once again bitch I'm back spittin facts now Young Based God wrestle bitches like smackdown
ME - salute! HOLLA BACK - salute! CLACK CLACK - salute! SHOW LOVE TO A G [Lil' Fame:] It's poppin off in this bitch, it's the chairman of the board in this bitch
