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Kanye WestDrive Slow

Drive slow homey
Drive slow homey
Ya never know homey
might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your
brakes and drive slow homey
My homey Mali used to stay
29th and May
One of my best friends
from back in the day
Down the street form 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
Walk around the
mall with his radio face off
Plus he had the
spinner from his
Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand
reason again to let you
know he's the man
Back when we rocked
Alesis he had
dreams of Caprice's
Drove by the
teachers even more
by police's How he
get that cash today
his father passed away
Left him with a little
somthin 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 were the Chi town
version of Baby
And I was just 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 amost signed
when the shit got cracked
We'll take a Saturday and
just circle the mall
They had the
Lincoln's and Aurora's
we were hurting them all
And there was a lot of
flirting involved But dawg
fuck all that flirting
I'm trying get in some draws
So put me on with
these hoes homey's
He said don't
rush to get grown
drive slow homey
Drive slow homie
Drive slow
Ya never know homey
about these hoes homey
Ya need to pump your
breaks and drive slow homey
What It do
I'm posted up in the
parking lot my trunk wavin'
The candy gloss is
immaculate and
simply amazing
Them elbows poking wide
on that Candy lac
Trunnk open screens on
neons lit with pit relax
I'm on a mission for dime
piece's 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 a switch
sittin crooked in my slab
But I could still catch
boopas if I drove a cab
A young Houston hard hitter
all about the scrilla
Riding some candy coated
crawlin like a caterlippar
I'm tippin on those 4's
I'm jamming off this screw
I'm lookin for them hoes
baby what it do
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 cuz tomorrow
you never know
Ya never know homey
might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your
brakes and drive slow homey
My cars like the movies
my cars like the crib
I got more TV's in
here then where I live
make no sense
but baby I'm the shit
And everything I flip
you know is something
I got the custom grill
I got the Brabus rims
I got the baller
genetics baby that's evident
You see a player flicking
and you ain't convinced
That you should and kiss it
just a little bit
I wear my custom kicks
I got my Jesus chain
My canaries is gleaming
though my angle wings
They see me hoes
acting like they seen a king
With that mean lean smoking
on the finest Cali green
My wood grain oak
I'm riding on vogues
My cylinder quiet
like tip toes
I sold O's
and this I know
When you see them hoes
little homey drive slow

Drive slow homey

Drive slow homey
Ya never know homey
might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your
brakes and drive slow homey
Drive slow homey
Drive slow homey
Drive slow homey
Ya never know homey
might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your
brakes and drive slow homey
My homey Mali used to stay
29th and May
One of my best friends
from back in the day
Down the street form 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
Walk around the
mall with his radio face off
Plus he had the
spinner from his
Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand
reason again to let you
know he's the man
Back when we rocked
Alesis he had
dreams of Caprice's
Drove by the
teachers even more
by police's How he
get that cash today
his father passed away
Left him with a little
somthin 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 were the Chi town
version of Baby
And I was just 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 amost signed
when the shit got cracked
We'll take a Saturday and
just circle the mall
They had the
Lincoln's and Aurora's
we were hurting them all
And there was a lot of
flirting involved But dawg
fuck all that flirting
I'm trying get in some draws
So put me on with
these hoes homey's
He said don't
rush to get grown
drive slow homey
Drive slow homie
Drive slow
Ya never know homey
about these hoes homey
Ya need to pump your
breaks and drive slow homey
What It do
I'm posted up in the
parking lot my trunk wavin'
The candy gloss is
immaculate and
simply amazing
Them elbows poking wide
on that Candy lac
Trunnk open screens on
neons lit with pit relax
I'm on a mission for dime
piece's 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 a switch
sittin crooked in my slab
But I could still catch
boopas if I drove a cab
A young Houston hard hitter
all about the scrilla
Riding some candy coated
crawlin like a caterlippar
I'm tippin on those 4's
I'm jamming off this screw
I'm lookin for them hoes
baby what it do
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 cuz tomorrow
you never know
Ya never know homey
might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your
brakes and drive slow homey
My cars like the movies
my cars like the crib
I got more TV's in
here then where I live
make no sense
but baby I'm the shit
And everything I flip
you know is something
I got the custom grill
I got the Brabus rims
I got the baller
genetics baby that's evident
You see a player flicking
and you ain't convinced
That you should and kiss it
just a little bit
I wear my custom kicks
I got my Jesus chain
My canaries is gleaming
though my angle wings
They see me hoes
acting like they seen a king
With that mean lean smoking
on the finest Cali green
My wood grain oak
I'm riding on vogues
My cylinder quiet
like tip toes
I sold O's
and this I know
When you see them hoes
little homey drive slow

Drive slow homey

Drive slow homey
Ya never know homey
might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your
brakes and drive slow homey
Drive slow homey

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