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Waves at the prom, dame on my arm

Hundred dollar suit, I got the game in my palm

Wa-Waves at the prom, dame on my arm

Hundred dollar suit, I got the game in my palm

Uh, senior prom, when my mom and pops fell in love

Daddy had the all-white suit with the leather gloves

Momma had her hair done, like an angel from above

Grandmomma whispering, "I don't want you hanging with no thugs

I like your date cause he flyer than a 12-piece

Orchestra with trombones and violins

Pick my baby up in a Caddy with the white-wall tires

And the waves in his hair made us drown at the sight of him

Whoosh, like Leviathan, sporting wave grease

Had the girls on him like fresh meat in a lion's den

He taking flicks, looking as hot as a liquid nitrogen

And if he don't wanna king, than I guess you'll have to fight with him

Mmm, excitement, nobody looks as nice as him

Told him "Drive safe, cause I heard that you just got your license, man."

I know he real, and you gon' have a great time

You'll be fine, cause your date got waves at the prom."

Since it's Saturday evening, brought the homeboy's Porsche

God, I hope I get that ass, since I bought Keisha this corsage

Open up the door, wide, push it to the floor, drive

Dax hair grease, brush my teeth with the fluoride

Tux with the.45, Jordans when he came back

Brushing since March, I didn't have to wear a wave cap

Baby can you fade that? Ain't no chaperons coming

My mama don't, I been on it since the homecoming

Tonight's the night, we gon' turn you to a grown woman

Haircut, airbrush, watch me as I pose for 'em

I got my tux on, I got my Chucks on

I got my [?] spinning, I get my brush on

Diamonds in my cuff showing, tryna get my puff on

Belve in my foam cup, spike it with the Patron

I'm cool, I'm Aquafresh, and I confess, I've been fresh

Since junior high when I used to get my doctors pressed, rock and guess

Never one for [?], I see you dog, I'm not impressed

Follow in my footsteps, I'll be glad to show you proper steps

She know I be about mine, homies like, "About time"

Reigning from the west, but she be banging like the south side

She be hanging with her mouth wide open

When I roll up in that Rover with them alpines blowing

Yeah, posing with them bitches triple-label Polo pieces, not what he got

Call it horsepower when you're Ralphy to the tube socks

Used to have a girl who we had up in that Duke Box

Now I got your girl jamming to me on a jukebox

Wassup, Wassup, Wassup, Wassup [x16]