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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Fabolous
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Composer
John Jackson
John Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Miguel Scott
Miguel Scott
Producer
Finis "KY" White
Finis "KY" White
Recording Engineer
Jordan "DJ Swivel" Young
Jordan "DJ Swivel" Young
Mixing Engineer
Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro
Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro
Mixing Engineer
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Mixing Engineer
Rico Law
Rico Law
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Fabolous] 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 You want this whopper, come and get yo' beef nigga I'm not a boxer, I'ma be brief nigga We on top, I will put you underneath niggas We will take your whole tribe and I'm the chief nigga Your highest title, numero uno I'm not that little pregnant white girl but Juno, You know, anything is in a nigga reach My dogs will bite you and guess who's the nigga leash I was once told by my nigga Meech, You feed a sucka, he just grow to be a bigger leach So nigga every time you hear mine Get your hand to your hairline general [Chorus - Lil Wayne] Yeah, I'm in this bitch, Sendin' champagne to my enemies Salute or shoot, you choose mothafucka, Bow down till your head touch your shoes mothafucka Salute me, salute me, salute me, salute me, Salute or shoot, you choose mothafucka Bow down till your head touch your shoes mothafucka, Salute me [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Now just say hello to the captain And I stay away from magnets 'cause the metal's what I'm packin' Bet yo' brains on your shirt will look like Jell-O on a napkin And I promise my fellows will put your fellow on the canvas Call me Weezy, F. Baby Young Money Army, better yet Navy Fab I got 'em And 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 Bitch nigga 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 Hollygrove all day Bodies in the hallway And if you come searchin' Then you findin' out the hard way No matter where you from You better recognize a real nigga when you see one Salute me! [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Fabolous] On second thought, I got the heart of a s-s-s-s-solider I 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 tal, l okay y'all? Yo' digit stack is Midget Mack 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 dog You ain't seein' I dog We sittin' here like pollen now Fuck you niggas hollerin' now They said I been M-I-A Yea bitch I'm on columns 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 I'm who make the call So don't make me get to dialin' out Nick got that "cannon", yeah that nigga be Wild 'N' Out They ain't ballin', these niggas is filin' out They ain't throwin' jabs, they just throwin' towels out [Chorus]
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, John Jackson, Miguel Jaminez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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