Cam’ron - Salute lyrics

Louie belts with the guns still tucked in em
Whats up
New cars, bad bes gettin fed in em, nasty
My "Billie Jeans" got 30
Thousand bucks in em, im loaded
He's a "get money nygga"f with em
Til the FEDs come after us
Vampire life, true blooddracula
I double park cars and back traffic up
You can hear the fly bitches
Say "He actin up!"
Yeah bytch, I always stay actin up
I'll have you and you
Girlfriend both lappin up, listen
And then she dropped it like it's hot
And tried to back it up
I fukked her brains out and then I
Told her I'll get back at her
We drank Rose til we laughed it up
Treat bitches like Ferrari'sgas em up
She was wearin pumps, headed to the Trump
Ridin shotti in the Mazi
Dropped the top UHHHH!

The Astonhad to rag it out
Paper plate tag it out bottle after bottle
Vado wit me and Snagz is out
So the cash is out, you know what that about
I need you "ATM" maa$s To Mouth
Then "MTA"mouth To A$s
The handcuffs on youalcatraz
So run with the kid, it's coke in the house
Guns in the crib
One to your lid, under a bridge
"And my dudes fukkin with me!"
And forget what you heard, get you a bird
And hit up the curb i lit up the herb, I'm
Sick wit the words, "Man
Who fukkin wit me?!"
I'ma treat em like Cool C and my man Steady B
"Bum, Diddily
Diddily" yeah I sell "Heavy D!"

Catch me drivin the Phantom like
It's a sports car
2 door, drop head, top less, sports bra
Red bone passenger and she ain't
Got on no bra no pantiesfreakynastyporn star
I be at the club ballinall-Star
Wit more bottles at my table
Than a Sports Bar
It look like we at a "Champagne Campaign"
We do the damn thang and you
Won't do a damn thang!
2 steppin, bytch I got my new Airs on
I been fly since a babyi was "Air Borne"
Lookin at me is like lookin at a Lear fly
I'm so fly I'm bout start my own airline!
By Ferecnzy