Minaj is one of the best-selling music artists with 100 million records sold worldwide.[7] Billboard ranked her as the top-selling female rapper of the 2010s and one of the greatest rappers of all time.[8][9] She is the only female rapper to have 3 number-one albums on the Billboard 200 chart.
YM Salute.
Nicki Minaj Lyrics
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Before they start to shoot
Than do it for the troops
It's young money salute
It's young money salute
Yeah, uh
So sick with the flow
Been a pro way before Romo or T.O
No wetting cowboys to a piston
A.I no Wallace your kids getting demolished
I'm booking on your suckers like I'm just leaving college
But smart, very smart, too smart for ya knowledge
Too smart once more, Wayne called me a genius
It's Y.M.E. nothing gets in between us
Tell Wayne I'm going in like somebody bout to bury me
In this rap game nobody could ever bury me
That's why you see me on stage rocking with young money
I told my team I got us man it's all on me
Like volume 2 BG I got my crew with me
Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my baby Nicki
Everytime I'm on the track it's ransom
Can't find us anymore it's random
When Young Money come through you better salute us
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
Than do it for the troops
It's young money salute
It's young money salute
Hey I solemnly swear if it ever go down
You ain't never gotta call me cause I'mma be there
Lets get to the point like elbows, my crew harder than shelltoes
Strapped like Velcro and this we running hell no
And truthfully, aiming for number one oh do we
You ask why I reply cause nobody remember 2 or 3
Cross Y.M. and the hem will make a movie
We all we can be, respect the army and salute we
Yeah, Young money army we marching
We coming forward no warning
We got these boys running like Forest
So salute me like a general
First place never last
Always on top and I'm a chief like a Seminole
Got the game in strangle hold no letting up
You can get the top, ya can pop like 7 Up
Knock knock let us up, young money applaud me
And we'll take the game out your hands like a joy stick
I'mma need my badges and my ribbons
Maybe it will make up for everything that I wasn't given
Everything that I've given, I swear I'll never give in
Just look at what I've been in and this is just the beginning
I d-d-d-d-do it cause I did it for my ballerina girls
Blowing kisses to the soldiers I am Marilyn Monroe
But we shoot shoot shoot em up, camouflage me,
'Cause young money is the Navy better yet the Army
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
Than do it for the troops
It's young money salute
It's young money salute
Commander in chief
One hand on the World, one hand on the brief
I stand on the World, bitch I stand on the peak
Of the game, and the girls, and the guap, now that's G
Don't ask me about shit but money
Fuckin' right my money long I got that 10ft money
I get it fast when I get to the money
When I walk, it sounds like 10 foots running
I meant feet, I'm in deep like wet pussy
I'm a purple heart proven war vet rookie
You can't even sit next to me
Now bring money or death to me, or don't step to me
Now don't step nigga, march with me
To the steps of the court building
Like ain't we God's children
I know at all times God's feel me
So I play my part until the war kill me
Salute or shoot!
Better strap up your boots
Before they start to shoot
Than do it for the troops
It's young money salute
It's young money salute
The lyrics to Nicki Minaj's "YM Salute" are imbued with patriotism and military-style rhetoric, calling up images of soldiers gearing up for battle. The opening lines "Better strap up your boots, before they start to shoot, than do it for the troops, it's young money salute" create an instantly recognizable call-to-action, as if soldiers are getting ready to go into the battlefield. The song is all about loyalty, team spirit, and unity, with the lyrics priding in the Young Money collective ("It's Y.M.E. nothing gets in between us") and the importance of standing together even in the face of conflict ("Don't ask me about shit but money, F--k right my money long I got that 10ft money... Now don't step nigga, march with me, to the steps of the court building... I know at all times God's feel me/ So I play my part until the war kill me").
Nicki Minaj and her Young Money team have also demonstrated their dominance in the rap world, which is hinted at when Lil Twist declares that "every time I'm on the track, it's ransom", meaning that he owns the track and anybody who wants to challenge him will have to "pay" the price. Nicki herself proclaims that "everybody in my crew spitting fire/ stuntin' on these b----es like I'm Billy Blanks' higher" likening her team to an elite squad of fighters.
The overall message of "YM Salute" is clear: the members of Young Money are a family that sticks together and won't back down from a fight. The lyrics are about believing in yourself, standing up for yourself, and fighting for what matters most to you. The song is a call-to-arms for anyone who believes that there's nothing more important than loyalty and team spirit.
Line by Line Meaning
Better strap up your boots
Prepare yourself for what's coming next
Before they start to shoot
Be ready for the battle ahead
Than do it for the troops
Show support for the soldiers
It's young money salute
Young Money is paying homage
So sick with the flow
I am a great rapper
Yeah your cowboys know that Lil Twist
Everyone knows Lil Twist is a talented rapper
Been a pro way before Romo or T.O
Lil Twist has been successful for a long time
No wetting cowboys to a piston
Lil Twist is better than the Dallas Cowboys
A.I no Wallace your kids getting demolished
Lil Twist is unstoppable like Allen Iverson in his prime
I'm booking on your suckers like I'm just leaving college
I am using my skills to get ahead like a college graduate
But smart, very smart, too smart for ya knowledge
I am intelligent and know more than you realize
Too smart once more, Wayne called me a genius
Lil Wayne recognizes my intelligence and talent
It's Y.M.E. nothing gets in between us
Young Money Entertainment is a tight-knit group
Tell Wayne I'm going in like somebody bout to bury me
I am going hard in the rap game
In this rap game nobody could ever bury me
I cannot be defeated in the rap game
That's why you see me on stage rocking with young money
I am successful and performing with Young Money
I told my team I got us man it's all on me
I am taking responsibility for my team's success
Like volume 2 BG I got my crew with me
I am like Baby Gangsta, leading my crew
Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my baby Nicki
My team includes Lil Twist, Mack Maine, Jae Millz, Gudda Gudda, and Nicki Minaj
Everytime I'm on the track it's ransom
My verses are highly valuable
Can't find us anymore it's random
We are unpredictable and hard to locate
When Young Money come through you better salute us
We demand respect when we arrive
Hey I solemnly swear if it ever go down
I promise to be there when things get tough
You ain't never gotta call me cause I'mma be there
I will always be there for my team
Lets get to the point like elbows, my crew harder than shelltoes
We are a tough, no-nonsense crew
Strapped like Velcro and this we running hell no
We are ready for anything and won't back down
And truthfully, aiming for number one oh do we
We are striving to be the best
You ask why I reply cause nobody remember 2 or 3
We want to be remembered as the best, not forgotten like 2nd or 3rd place
Cross Y.M. and the hem will make a movie
If you mess with Young Money, you will regret it
We all we can be, respect the army and salute we
We are doing our best and demand respect
Yeah, Young money army we marching
We are like an army, marching forward
We coming forward no warning
We are charging ahead without hesitation
We got these boys running like Forest
Our competition is scared of us
So salute me like a general
Treat me with respect and honor
First place never last
We always strive to be the best and never settle for less
Always on top and I'm a chief like a Seminole
I am like a chief, leading my team to victory
Got the game in strangle hold no letting up
We are dominating the rap game and won't stop
You can get the top, ya can pop like 7 Up
We are warning our competition that they can be defeated
Knock knock let us up, young money applaud me
We are demanding recognition for our talents
And we'll take the game out your hands like a joy stick
We will take control of the rap game and dominate
I'mma need my badges and my ribbons
I deserve recognition for my successes
Maybe it will make up for everything that I wasn't given
Recognition for my talents will make up for any disadvantages I faced
Everything that I've given, I swear I'll never give in
I will always use my talents and never give up
Just look at what I've been in and this is just the beginning
I have already achieved so much and there is more to come
I d-d-d-d-do it cause I did it for my ballerina girls
I am using my success to empower women
Blowing kisses to the soldiers I am Marilyn Monroe
I am sending love to the soldiers and embracing my pop culture icon status
But we shoot shoot shoot em up, camouflage me,
We are tough and will go to battle if needed
'Cause young money is the Navy better yet the Army
Young Money is a powerful force to be reckoned with
Commander in chief
I am the leader of the group
One hand on the World, one hand on the brief
I am focused on global success
I stand on the World, bitch I stand on the peak
I am on top of the world
Of the game, and the girls, and the guap, now that's G
I am successful in music, with the ladies, and financially
Don't ask me about shit but money
All I care about is making money
Fuckin' right my money long I got that 10ft money
I am very wealthy
I get it fast when I get to the money
I am efficient in making money
When I walk, it sounds like 10 foots running
I am confident and powerful
I meant feet, I'm in deep like wet pussy
I made a mistake but am still confident and uninhibited
I'm a purple heart proven war vet rookie
I have been through tough times and emerged victorious
You can't even sit next to me
I am so important that you cannot even sit near me
Now bring money or death to me, or don't step to me
Either give me money or stay out of my way
Now don't step nigga, march with me
Join me on this path to success
To the steps of the court building
We are heading to the top
Like ain't we God's children
We are all equal in the eyes of God
I know at all times God's feel me
I am confident in my connection to God
So I play my part until the war kill me
I will continue to use my talents until the end
Salute or shoot!
Respect me or face the consequences
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DWAYNE CARTER, ONIKA TANYA MARAJ, RASHAD RYAN BALLARD, JARVIS MILLS, CHRISTOPHER MOORE, CARL LILLY, DANE SIMMONS, JAMAL JONES
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My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
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I let him hit it 'cause he slang Cocaine
He toss my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way, what he say? (Ooh, hey)
He can tell I ain't missing no meals (hey)
Come through and fuck him in my automobile (hey)
Let him eat it with his grills, he keep telling me to chill (hey)
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He say he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab (hey)
So I pulled up in the Jag', Mayweather with the jab like (hey)
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun (hey, hey)
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
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Look, at her butt
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(Oh my God, look at her butt)
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
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Don't want none unless you got buns, hun
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Look at her butt (damn, damn)
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Look at her butt (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh (little in the middle but she got much back)
Look at her butt (damn, damn)
(Look at her butt) (oh my gosh)
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Look at her butt
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I said, where my fat ass big bitches in the club?
Fuck them skinny bitches, fuck them skinny bitches in the club
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Fuck you if you skinny bitches, what? K'yeah
Haha, haha, rrr
Yeah
I got a big fat ass
K'yeah
Come on
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(Hey)
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