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Salute Lyrics by Cardi B Cardi B
Below, you will find the lyrics for Salute by Cardi B.
Yeah, yeah
You mean to tell me you'd die over nothin'?
Ho, everybody that's the end of discussion
Like me that came out the mud
Might help somebody out 'cause I came up from nothin'
Big Bardi in a big-body Benz
With a big-body kit, put the lane over somethin'
He getting mad, won't give him my number
Cup in the middle got me feeling December
Put in lotta work, I'm gonna kill it this summer
Been on a yacht, no ceilin' this summer
Been bad, so it make you curious
Never switched up, so you can't be serious
Disrespect me, yeah, you can't be serious
I'm in a Lam', it can't be yours
I'm in a Urus, my world premature
When I look around, I have children on childrens
Killin' the game, my heart the purest
I need my flaws, now call the verse
I plant the seeds, it's time to flourish
Don't turn on that street, it's not for tourists
You know I'm livin' it up when I'm liftin' it up
Let a know I came to stunt
Then we gonna park in the front, wasn't sittin' in the front
Let a know I came to front
This is bigger than us, let you know that it's bigger than us
'Cause they pickin' it up
Takin' the lingo, the fashion, the foreign cars
Man, bitches is eatin' it up
I am the reference, yeah, I am the vision board
I put that on these bitches, they can't ignore
Hustle too hard to ever be unemployed
Just like a Honda, got things in accord
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
High off a molly, my breasts are like Dolly
I'm ridin' my just like a Ducati
Choppin' the top off the car like karate
Eliantte put a bracelet up on me
Shorty tried stealin' my style, but I caught her
Send me a picture of drip, and I bought it
Bardi an icon and this is iconic
Made a few millions off talkin' Ebonics
I am too blessed to be talkin' demonic
I specialize in getting the money
Rub on the thighs and kiss on the stomach
My watch is sick, it's makin' 'em vomit
My throat as long as a trumpet
If my bitches say it, then it
Hold your partner up just like some crutches
Got her wet just like a bucket, it
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches
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