Lyrics

Owwww yo yo yo yo this ya boy Max Biggavel right N*ggas be hatin' on that wave N*ggas be hatin' cos they ain't got that coke But you know, me and macaroni with the cheese gone talk to you n*ggas Let's do it Now trick I won't ask you That ain't what Max do Let the semi-auto detach you Back track two years ago I was with n*ggas straight hatin' Baby I'm bringing more cake Know the boy great Got progress, hoes on a n*gga big steel Bigga you make a bitch feel good Like she 'bout to be really up It was just a mirage To get in the loop, get the coupe and cop cars Got the drop top Bentley N*ggas love the way the boss flow 35 is the car note Like a car boat on water Cruising on seashore Come let me take you on a detour, G4 Nah baby you flying on Jet Blue Bigga I can never neglect you I can give you anything you want Back rubs to ball sucks Bigga and Frenchie be gettin more bucks Owwwwww [Hook: French Montana & Max B] Been around the world and I, I, I (I) That's why they call us wavy If you don't know then now you know why (why they haters?) Homie is that coke wavin' I don't know why they hate us 'Cos I'm fuckin your lady (oh, that's why?) Back of my Mercedes Ah! The coke wavy! [Verse 2: French Montana] My bitch from DR Caddy all white like Lyor Shades say Dior Turn the AC on Breeze right past me Fly by old n*ggas Lookin' all nasty Homie it's catch me if you can It's the gingerbread man Coke Wave close then you get to the tan Boy wavy got your baby Catch us in south Haiti With your lady (haha) Been around the world Made a couple million Drug money stack to the ceiling Homie with them young gentlemen Been seen [?] If you don't know they face, don't send 'em in (nope) Them hatin' n*ggas there they go again In the Maybach [Max B] Nah French that's a Benz Got a neck full of ice and a pocket full of cheese N*gga please, I'm the macaroni with the cheese [Hook: French Montana & Max B] Been around the world and I, I, I (I) That's why they call us wavy If you don't know then now you know why (why they haters?) Homie is that coke wavin' I don't know why they hate us 'Cos I'm fuckin your lady (oh, that's why?) Back of my Mercedes The coke wavy! [Verse 3: French Montana & Max B] [French Montana] Coke Wave My light skinned baby go both ways I ain't sleep in four days N*ggas know, it's the coke boy gigalo And how you get your dough Never let a n*gga know [Max B] Before I go, I blow Fuck po-po Got a fetish for dough I love toe toe Now when my dope low And this shit slow flow Spit the big .44 And slip with the coco Oh no, boss don got 'em all in We the king [?] Got to love it, we all cold Got to marvel, 30 in the job co All cold French rule the world 'Bout to make a zillion GT black, no ceiling Homie everywhere we go, we them hoodstars Kids running up like "That's my car!" [Hook: French Montana & Max B] Been around the world and I, I, I (I) That's why they call us wavy If you don't know then now you know why (why they haters?) Homie is that coke wavin' I don't know why they hate us 'Cos I'm fuckin your lady (oh, that's why?) Back of my Mercedes The coke wavy! [DJ Whoo Kid] New exclusive right here I warned you French Montana Max B Let's go!