Salute

Lyrics

[Hook: Ca$h Out] Bring that ass here, girl, drop it New shoe, new whip, had to cop it Boy, I came from nothing, turn up Salute if you getting paper, that's what's up Hey, that's what's up Hey, that's what's up I came from nothing, that's what's up Salute if you getting paper, that's what's up [Verse One: Ca$h Out] Bitches see me and I swear they be giving high-fives Still catch me in the 'hood eating on some Popeye's Oh, my my. I smoke loud, you smoking High Times I swear it's my time I ain't slipping, you know I keep mine Gas truck load Drop 'em off in the hood, boatload I love the cocoa Work my wrist in a bowl mojo Twenty thousand [?] So many hoes, put 'em [?] I really don't brag But my nigga told me to laugh Big bank roll Watching the Knicks shoot a free throw Go hard like Rico Young nigga know the G code Your life gets repo'd I fucked her good, and he knows I get money Ain't scared of shit, I'm on goal [Hook] [Verse Two: Soulja Boy] Matte black Maserati All these hoes notice me Broke-ass peasant, man Them bitches can't come close to me Pull up in that drop top coupe [?] and cash out Cash out in a hundred Sippin' lean, 'bout to pass out Walk inside the mall, and Ferragamo everything Diamonds in my VVS, I mix 'em with the cuban link Riding through the city, I got lean in my styrofoam Make one phone call and my shooters get you gone I got all this money, yeah, you know a nigga counting guap Half an ounce of this, half an pound of moon rocks Catch me in the club and you [?] I got thirty shots Pull up to the club, hundred thousand busting out the block