Drive Slow

[Intro: Kanye West]

Drive slow homey... drive slow homey...

You never know homey, might meet some hoes homey

You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey

[Kanye West]

My homie Marley used to stay, Sunny 9th and May

One of my best friends from back in the day

Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones

He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone

Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off

And walked around the mall with his radio face off

Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand, keys in his hand

Reason again to let you know he's the man

Back when we rocked the leases, he had dreams of Caprices

Drove by the teachers, even more by polices

How he get the cash the day his father passed away

Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin

Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy

Hit Lakeshore girls, go all crazy

Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty

Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby

See back back then then if you had a car

You was the Chi-Town version of Baby

And I was just a virgin, a baby

One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy

I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked

Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked

We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall

They had they Lakers and our Royals, we was hurtin 'em all

With the girls a lot of flirtin involved, but dawg

Fuck all that flirtin, I'm tryin to get in some drawers, so

Put me on with these hoes homey

He told me don't rush to get grown, drive slow homey

[Chorus: Kanye West]

Drive slow homey... (drive slow)

You never know homey, about these hoes homey

You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey

[Paul Wall]

What it do; I'm posted up in the parkin lot, my trunk wavin

The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin

Them elbows pokin wide on that candy 'llac

Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with fifth relaxed

I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies

Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes

It's a star-studded event when I valet park

Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark

You see them fo's crawlin, you see them screens fallin

The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin

I'm leanin on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab

But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab

A young Houston hardhitter all about the scrilla

Ridin somethin candy coated, crawlin like a caterpillar

I'm tippin on them four's, I'm jammin on that Screw

I'm lookin for them hoes baby what it do

[Chorus: GLC]

Drive slow homey... turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes

Drive slow homey... if you ridin around the city with nowhere to go

Drive slow homey... live today cause tomorrow man, you never know...

[Kanye West]

You never know homey, might meet some hoes homey

You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey

My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib

I got mo' TV's in here than where I live

[GLC]

And that don't make no sense, but baby I'm the shit

And everything I flip, you know it's somethin serious

I got the custom grill, I got the Bravis rims

I got the baller genetics baby this evidence

You see a player flickin, and how you ain't convinced

That you should go on and kiss it, "Just a Lil' Bit" (just a lil' bit)

I got my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain

My canaries is gleamin, through my angel wings

They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king

With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green

My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin on Vogues

My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes

I sold O's, and this I know

When you see them hoes, lil' homey drive slow

[ad libs singing]

[Kanye - slowed way down]

Drive slow homey... drive slow homey...

You never know homey, might meet some hoes homey

You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey

Drive slow homey