[Hook]
Look at you riding the wave
Don't even know how to behave
Soon as some hot sh** pop, you're riding the wave
Just ri-ri-ri-ri-riding the wave, wave rider
To all that new dope, you're a slave
And you're taking that sh** to your grave
You're a wave rider, just riding the wave
[Verse 1]
Biggest wave rider on Earth, don't get earthed
I know where to catch you by the surf and turf
You got a wave though, for whatever it's worth
Such a cheerleader, you probably smacked the doctor's a** at your birth (good job doc)
Like good sh**, I remember you used to be our little brother, now it's strictly hood sh**
On some, first you drink Snapple's now you sipping Mojos, on that backpack steez
Now you tipping slow, got on some smart sh** once but I never was a geek
Still say boom when I tell a story, clap my hands when I speak
You just talking greasy, your rhymes is filled with mad lying, you gotta take it easy
Only drop subtle hints, say “Droog now that you got a wave, what's on your rider?"
Condiments, condoms and mints, tight security, for all these social climbers at events
[Hook]
Look at you riding the wave
Don't even know how to behave
Soon as some hot sh** pop, you're riding the wave
Just ri-ri-ri-ri-riding the wave, wave rider
To all that new dope, you're a slave
And you're taking that sh** to your grave
You're a wave rider, just riding the wave
[Verse 2]
Clowns be on the net surfing for that new hot sh**
Looking for something that has ‘it' well Droog got it
The kid wrote rhymes every day sitting next to an Asian b**h on the train rocking USBA
Herbs talking on that [?] instead of taking the time to create their own wave they rather ride mine
Focus on making a hot song, you worried about what I got on
That's why you not on, I don't care how I look long as the rhymes are tight
Timbs so busted I don't know what the new ones supposed to look like
That's why I'm the f**ing king of New York
Try to ride my wave, get your brains splattered on the sidewalk
Monsoon, I always said that I would be on soon
Side clone, no more riding past the cyclone
On the Q, little boy blew up, got more than a wave, a sea, just ask Sue
[Hook]
Look at you riding the wave
Don't even know how to behave
Soon as some hot sh** pop, you're riding the wave
Just ri-ri-ri-ri-riding the wave, wave rider
To all that new dope, you're a slave
And you're taking that sh** to your grave
You're a wave rider, just riding the wave
[Verse 3]
Am I the best? Si, and I sigh cause I'm stressed
Cats hit me like "congrats on the recent success" (thank you, thank you)
Do no press, but I get the most press
Smashing shorties, coffee cakes, and I still bag the hostess
Hollering at freaks from Skizz's pa**enger seat ‘bout to get on some Sporty Thievz
Making fun of shorties' weaves, never run out of material
Cause I'm still a fan, how I got the game locked in a serial k**er van
'Bout to silence them yams with stans riding for your boy like a rabid J. Dilla fan
Really the man, I'm probably the first rapper to decline a damn stimulus plan
It's not just Droog son, it's more like a band, built a brand cause my tape hard
Now my sh** is everywhere, you can't escape YOD
Going ape y'all, feels like we back in Cape Cod
[Hook]
Look at you riding the wave
Don't even know how to behave
Soon as some hot sh** pop, you're riding the wave
Just ri-ri-ri-ri-riding the wave, wave rider
To all that new dope, you're a slave
And you're taking that sh** to your grave
You're a wave rider, just riding the wave