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Masta Ace - Summertime, Volume 3 - The INC Ride
Summertime, Volume 3
01. Summertime (intro)
02. Sinnerman
03. Notorious Thugs
04. 1st of the Month
05. Surfin' USA
06. Just Another Day
07. Sunday Morning
08. Lean on Me (Ffej mix)
09. My Love (remix)
10. Ms. Fat Booty (Ffej mix)
11. Virtual Insanity
12. I Love Your Smile
13. Getto Jam
14. Sweet Thing (Kon remix)
15. Lovin’ It
16. 1nce Again
17. Ryde or Die Chick
18. Fly
19. Remember the Time (Mick’s Drummer mix)
20. 6 Minutes of Pleasure
21. Keep on Walkin’
22. I Got a Man
23. Rescue Me
24. Sometimes
25. Run to the Sun
26. Anything
27. Sumthin’ Sumthin’
28. Living for the City
29. I'll Be Good to You
30. Doo Wop (That Thing)
31. Money Ain't a Thing
32. You Need a Change
33. Mo’ Money Mo’ Problems
34. Here We Go
35. That Girl
36. Dancing Machine (Big Trudy's dub)
37. Jingling Baby
38. Sweet Freedom
39. Doowhutchyalike
40. Buddy X
41. Let’s Get Down
42. Alright
43. As We Go
44. Impeach the President
45. Funky for You
46. DWYCK
47. Harlem Hendoo
48. It’s a Party
49. The INC Ride
50. Please Listen to My Demo
51. Thankful for What You Got
[Chorus:]

It's the ride y'all, come on we're goin on a ride
It's the ride y'all, come on I know you wanna ride
It's the ride y'all, come on we're goin on a ride
It's the ride y'lla, it's the I.N.C. Ride

[Verse One:]

R to the I, D to the E, check out how we the I.N.C.
Get more Biz than Markie as I spark thee
Mike like lightnin, that's frightenin, I'm hypin
Niggaz up, cuz they don't know the score
Ooooh here comes the roar, knock on your door
I wonder who it is and who could it be
Ain't nobody but the I.N.C.
Wit mo' Soul than the Train I'm a reign
With 808 beats that hit big like Kane
Daddy, caddy, Coup DeVille, chill
Jump in my ride and slide down the hill
To see if we catch dem kids talking that was talkin that mess
And tryin to impress, never the lesstheless, yo
I gotta let em know they can't find us, so get behind us
Cause we cruise in the I.N.C. Ride

[Chorus]

(Incorpate the I-N-C into a flow) [x4]
From the East side, to the West side
From the North side, to the South side
From the East side, to the West side
From the North side, to the South side

[Verse Two:]

Ain't nobody but the A (o-kay)
And I'm not the one you wanna play (don't play)
I'm flat like a cap on a can of flat black
Let me snap back break a nigee down with my rap
Cause this is how we do
Who is the crew coming through with the brand new
As we flex and get fly, you cry
The roof is on fire but my name ain't Left Eye
Punks be all up on it like a Charlotte Hornet
But they full of Chicago Bull-shit cuz they don't want it
Ooooh, don't let me sing, I'm peaking
I'm freakin, get in that ass like a G-String
And that you don't need
We'll be blowin up like that movie Speed indeed you're on a ride

[Chorus]

(Incorpate the I-N-C into a flow) [x4]
From the East side, to the West side
From the North side, to the South side
From the East side, to the West side
From the North side, to the South side

You're in a Lexus, or Blazer
You're in a Beamer, or a Benz
You're in a Corvette, or a Nissan
You're in a Sidekick, wit your friends
You're in a Caddy, a Landcruiser
A Range Rover, a Mustang
You're in a Burban with ten woofers
Then your system, it must bang

From the East, to the West
From the North, to the South
From the East, to the West
From the North, to the South
From the East, to the West
From the North, to the South
From the East, to the West
From the North, to the South
The I.N.C. Ride