Frost (West Coast) - East Side Rendezvous lyrics

Artist: Kid Frost f/ O.G. Enius, A.L.T Album: Smile Now, Die Later Song: East Side Rendezvous [Verse 1 - Frost] I just woke up -- thank God it's Friday Fire up the lac and hit the highway Pulled in the carwash, so we can hit them whitewall tires Sedan DeVille sitting on L.A. Wires And it's gotta be 80 degrees -- I got a check in my pocket for 15 G's Hit the First Interstate - now I'm straight Stop at the record store to pick me up an old school tape Back in my ride, see the spin of the tires Kid Frost rolling, bumpin' Earth, Wind, & Fire It feels good holding 15 grand So I parked the Sedan and I strolled into Greenspans Give me a pair of your 50-30s Cascades, cortes and a jet-black hoodie Headed back home and got G'd-up, fool It's an eastside rendezvous, yeah yeah [Hook - Diane Gordon] Come on and roll with me On that late night rendezvous Come on and roll with me Like them OG's do Come on and roll with me On that late night rendezvous Come on and roll with me Like them gangstas do [Verse 2 - O.G. Enius] Now, who be that brand new daddy of the year? I swear...baby, we goin' take you there It's me, that eastside G y'all never heard of… We're A.L.T. and them folks getting much love Through the neighborhoods, through the city... Woofers in the back bumping 'do-wah-ditty', yeah Drop a line to them hookers for their info Pack them smokes -- LA cappin' with their khacks low Cause we some true players -- bandits Got them hinas at the hotel and they can't stand it I got that s**ual healing on 'em 36-double-deuce-36, and I'm feeling on 'em Ooh-eee, I see She got it goin' on like a true Miss G But I'mma stay true P-I-M-P from the eastside [Hook] [Verse 3 - A.L.T.] Now it's Friday night and everything's alright So just sit back, relax and enjoy the flight It's A.L.T. hitting corners in the 63 And I'm straight rendezvous-in' through the SGV As the 18's blast pop the tape in the dash Bumping old school fools like Teddy Pendergra** I can feel the heat coming out from underneath my seat I never heard the word 'defeat' It's the middle of July, so it's hot -- I think of Kid Frost he's recording at the G Spot, fool Frost said, "I hope the one time don't stop ya" I don't give a damn, I'm sipping Malibu and Vodka I'm on that San Bernardino In the fast lane cause baby got some hinas out in Chino And you know that I'm a G'd up fool It's an eastside rendezvous...and I'm there [Hook] [(chanting ahh)]