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(Vocal ad-libs) [Chorus] Drive slow, homie.. Drive slow, homie.. You never know, homie Might meet some hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie [Verse 1: Kanye West] My homie Mali used to stay Sunny 9th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Kyle you met, a school full of stones He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'll 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 80 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 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 (?), we was hurtin 'em all With the girls alot of flirtin involved, dog.. Fuck all that flirtin, I'm tryin to get in some drawers, so Put me on with these hoes homie He told me, "Don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie" [Chorus] Drive slow, homie (Drive slow...) You never know, homie About these hoes homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie [Verse 2: Paul Wall] What it do I'm posted up in the parking lot, my trunk wavin The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing Them elbows pokin wide on that candy 'Lac Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with 5th 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 4'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 catches boppers if I drove a cab A young Houston hard-hitter all about the scrilla Ridin' somethin candy-coated crawlin like a caterpillar I'm tippin on them 4's, I'm jammin on that Screw I'm lookin for them hoes baby, what it do [Chorus: Kanye West & (GLC)] Drive slow, homie (Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes...) Drive slow, homie (If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go...) Drive slow, homie (Live today, cause tomorrow man, you never know...) You never know, homie Might meet some hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie [Verse 3: Kanye West & GLC] (Kanye West) 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" *echoes* I wearin my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain My canary's 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 homie drive slow *echoes* (John Legend harmony ad-libs) *song starts from beginning, this time screwed* Yea Drive slow, homie.. Drive slow, homie.. You never know, homie Might meet some hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie Drive slow, homie
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