Yo-Yo - Tre' Ride lyrics

(feat. MC Breed) [Intro] Bounce the Tre' Bounce n***a, bounce n***a, bounce the Tre' Bounce n***a, bounce n***a, bounce the Tre' I said bounce the Tre', I said bounce the Tre' [Verse 1] It's a fly day, a hot July day, in the Y-O's Bounce or fly your Tre' straight out the driveway Bouncin' in the sunrays, going one way, flossin' in the ride I hit a left, then popped in the ca**ette Of the bounce-rock skate, and blast it as it Gets much hotter I just gotta gain... One of these so called Don-Dada's That's starin' me up & down, I say what's up and clown, Coz I get around Like my n***a Pac do, and once I start Wiggling my thing back and forth I've got you (back, back, forth & forth) Hypnotised, and uh, Mesmorised, but uh n***a get your eyes (wide) Cause I'm comin' out with the mighty flow, so now you know that uh... [Chorus: MC Breed] It's a fly day to twirl them D's On the W-E-ST-I-D-E Rocks stay high, rollin' in my Tre' ride It's a fly day to make some G's On the W-E-ST-I-D-E And I'ma stay fly, bouncin' in ma Tre' ride [Verse 2] And it goes one to the deuce to the tre' to the four Just I told you Yo-Yo's your Gene of amazing female... I lay in the Tre', cause I know I've got the bomb-sh**, that you feen for I've got the bomb-sh**, that you lean for I've seen your Coupe and I'm just not impressed You can keep your double S, cause my Tre' is double fresh And I get much love, from the Westside, Westside... And I bet I... can hit three wheel motions straight to the ocean Me and my homies straight coastin' Toastin' the gla** in the air, so pre-pare For Y-O's fly flow, oh yeah And I'ma keep my ride on this side of LA And I'ma bounce n***a, bounce n***a, bounce my Tre' [Chorus] [MC Breed] What side, n***a, ride, westside [x8] Get it right... [Verse 3] Now I'ma swerve to the top, And press all you n***as hangin on the block Come around the corner and let the a** drop C'mon and let me rock, c'mon and let me rock Well it's the green eye, you see I lean fly In the cut, so what's up with the mean eye Mad doggin' me cause I got the fly an*s Sparklin' D's, with??? gold??? Chillin' in the hood I'm the centre of attention Sixteen switches controlling my suspension So, uh, which way you want me to dip it? Front to the back? Or just plain kick it? And if it's a hot summer's day, Then you might catch a galnce of the Y in her Tre' Bounce, n***a, bounce [Chorus: till fade...]