75 Years

[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! [Hook]