Frost - Eastside Rendezvous 2006 lyrics
rate meChorus: FingazzIt's a late night rendezvousWon't you tell me what it takes to get you in the moodBaby girl, just roll with meAnd I'm a take you back to the east side (East side)Repeat Chorus[Verse 1: Frost]I just woke up, thank God it's FridayFire up the 'Llac and hit the highwayPulled in the car wash, so they can hit them white wall tiresSedan DeVille, sittin' on L.A. tiresAnd it's gotta be, eighty degreesI got a check in my pocket for fifteen G'sHit the first interstate, and now I'm straightStopped at the record store to pick me up an old school tapeBack in my ride, I see the spin of the tiresKid Frost rollin', bumpin' Earth Wind & FireIt feels good holdin' fifteen grandSo I parked the Sedan and I strolls into GreenspanGive me a pair of your fifty thirtyCascades, Cortez and a jet back, hoodieHeaded back home and got G'ed up, foolIt's an eastside rendezvousRepeat Chorus Twice[Verse 2: OG Playboy]Another day, another rendezvousAnd yes, a player knowWhat he gotta do to get this dame piece in the moodI'm tryin' to whisper in your ear, baby, keep it coolYou hollin' back, get me, yeah, I wanna chief with youYou know I'm dippin' in the lowrideFrostalini got that bomb kush and player feelin' so highWe steady chillin', baby toastin'Come chill with me and Royal TWe stay chiefin' right by the oceanAnd yeah, I'm flowin' on a natural highCause when you come around me, I bet you touchin' the skyShorty, I guess that's why I'm stayin' so flyIgnore them haters that be talkin' when they passin' you by, but stillI know you love on my successBut better when you hoppin' out the dressBaby, you better than the restAnd ma, you know I dig your styleCause God blessed you with a beautiful smileCome on, let's rendezvousRepeat Chorus Twice[Verse 3: Royal T]In the middle of the night, feeling goodMe and Frost, rendezvous-in' through the neighborhoodEastside LPG, lay back, girlsHead on my lapGot it like thatHigh rider to a lowriderThe cops don't bother an O.G. riderHit switches, rollin' up the blockNother boo mix, pour me at a shotLovin' life as she's kissing on my manhoodGirl got skills and she damn goodKeep it gangsta, .44 in the holsterI approached her, with a G lean while I posted upLocs up as she smiled at my styleSo wild, still bow down, to the TWho it be, Royal TTake her on a late night rendezvousWith a GRepeat Chorus Twice
