[Hook]
75 years
Saluti fucked up
And everybody know it ain't right
The Wave Gang's here
We ready to ride
Buckle up cause we taking flight
We surfing tonight, surfing tonight
We're surfing tonight, we're surfing tonight

[Verse 1]
Damn, I miss my nigga gone
Salute he fucked up, slipped up with the surfer Don
You hurt his moms, you hurt his kids
Best friend down and who know what the purple is
This the purple tingle, purple tip, the perfect mix
We working French
Peace and Mac one two three
Young Notes with the ovens, on his J-O-B
Wave Gang, Gang Green, making history
Harlem praying for you now
Said don't let the Wave Club down
Keep it up, up, yup
Grand crew pour a lot
Balling out, falling out
Back up slow, join 'em out
Order out, order up
Carol got the boss' cups
Barrel at your officers
Marinara doggie nuts
Eat it up, never that
Appealing with a better stat
Salute it on fire
YouTube and Twitter that
Bitter fact, bet you're rat
Ratting, but don't snitch the facts
Stand!

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
No forensics, no fingerprints, nothing on the camera lens
Cam'ron pissed, Yayo pissed, Dame Grease and 50 Cent
Many men trying to ride that wave, but they slipping in
Splashing out, passing out
Why did they want in again?
Let them drown, fishy food
Bitches do what bitches do
Look at all the bullshit Max went through
So-called beef with you-know-who
Chrissy said she loved me too
Squeezed and kissed and hugged me too
Frenchie said he'll fuck her too
Must have want the gummy chew
Jimmy Choo, pretty shoe, trying to do what Diddy do
Nitty who? City clue; can't wait to visit you
Sit with you, joke with you
Roll a piece and smoke with you
Know your niece named Michael too
Said she look like Michael too
Jackson, Wingate, passing through in temp plates
Big seven fifty
Jump out, smoke a fifty
Real dons do whatever they want to
Surfer Don
For you!

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