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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Jackson
Composer
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Miguel Scott
Producer
Finis "KY" White
Recording Engineer
Jordan "DJ Swivel" Young
Mixing Engineer
Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro
Mixing Engineer
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Mixing Engineer
Rico Law
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
First off, I'm a motherfuckin' G-E-N-E-R-A-L
Word to the 'K shells
In this chopper I will p-p-p-p-pop 'em
Make it sound like helicopters land on top of this bitch
[Verse 2]
You want this whopper, come and get your beef, ****
I'm not a boxer, I'ma be brief, ****
We on top, I will put you underneath ****
We the take-ya-ho tribe and I'm the chief, ****
[Verse 3]
Your highest title, numero uno
I'm not that little pregnant white girl, but Juno
You know anything is in a ****' reach
My dogs'll bite you, and guess who's the ****' leash?
[Verse 4]
I was once told by my **** Meech
You feed a sucka, he just grow to be a bigger leach
So, ****, e'ry time you hear mine
Get your hand to your hairline, general
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I'm in this bitch
Sendin' champagne to my enemies
Salute or shoot, you choose, muhfucka
Bow down till your head touch your shoes, muhfucka
[Verse 6]
Salute me, salute me
Salute me (Salute me)
Salute or shoot, you choose, muhfucka
Bow down till your head touch your shoes, muhfucka
Salute me
[Verse 7]
Uh, now just say hello to the captain
And I stay away from magnets 'cause the metal's what I'm packin'
Bet your brains on your shirt will look like Jell-O on a napkin
And I promise my fellows will put your fellow on the canvas
[Verse 8]
Call me Weezy F. Baby
Young Money army, better yet Navy
Fab, I got 'em
Now watch me get 'em and I do 'em or I did 'em
And this tool inside my denim
I shoot everything but women and kids
[Verse 9]
Bitch ****, stop bitchin', this just how it is
Now watch me let that sexy Nina kiss you by your ribs
You won't be satisfied till I send a missile by your crib
Shoot you in the stomach, now you pissin' out your ears
[Verse 10]
Hollygrove all day, bodies in the hallway
And if you come searchin', then you findin' out the hard way
Uh, no matter where you from
You better recognize a real **** when you see one
Salute me
[Verse 11]
Yeah, I'm in this bitch
Sendin' champagne to my enemies
Salute or shoot, you choose, muhfucka
Bow down till your head touch your shoes, muhfucka
[Verse 12]
Salute me, salute me
Salute me (Salute me)
Salute or shoot, you choose, muhfucka
Bow down till your head touch your shoes, muhfucka
Salute me
[Verse 13]
At second thought, I got the heart of a s-s-s-s-soldier
T-t-t-t-told ya I ain't come to play, y'all
My mind has gone AWOL, find it, I will pay y'all
My money is yay tall, okay, y'all
[Verse 14]
Your digit stack is Midget Mac, that means it's gon' stay small
Told them I don't see nobody, I'm a rappin' Ray Charles
I think I need a seein' eye dog
Come to bein' fly, dawg, you ain't seein' I, dawg
[Verse 15]
It's in the air like pollen now, fuck you **** hollerin' out
They said I've been MIA, yeah, bitch, I'm on Collins now
Leaders don't be followin' crowds, general like Colin Powell
War to me's a card game, beef is just a style of cow
[Verse 16]
I'm who make the call, so don't make me get to dialin' out
Nick got that cannon, yeah, and that **** be Wild-N-Out
They ain't ballin', these **** is foulin' out
They ain't throwin' jabs, they just throwin' towels out
[Verse 17]
Yeah, I'm in this bitch
Sendin' champagne to my enemies
Salute or shoot, you choose, muhfucka
Bow down till your head touch your shoes, muhfucka
[Verse 18]
Salute me, salute me
Salute me (Salute me)
Salute or shoot, you choose, muhfucka
Bow down till your head touch your shoes, muhfucka
Salute me
Written by: Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr., John Jackson