Your Old Droog - Wave Rider lyrics

[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