[ti:Drive Slow featuring Paul Wall & GLC]
[ar:Kanye West]

[00:01.01]Kanye West - Drive Slow featuring Paul Wall & GLC
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[00:08.24]Drive slow, homie..
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[00:13.62]Drive slow, homie..
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[00:19.06]You never know, homie
[00:20.25]Might meet some hoes, homie
[00:21.51]You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[00:24.56]My homie Mali used to stay
[00:25.89]seventy 9th and May
[00:27.05]One of my best friends from back in the day
[00:29.61]Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
[00:32.58]He nicknamed me K-Rock so they’ll leave me alone
[00:35.07]Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
[00:37.14]And walked around the mall with his radio face off
[00:39.68]Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand, keys in his hand
[00:43.88]Reason again to let you know he’s the man
[00:46.30]Back when we rocked the ’Leases, he had dreams of Caprices
[00:48.97]Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
[00:51.54]How he get the cash the day his father passed away
[00:54.43]Left him with a lil somethin, 16 he was stuntin
[00:57.22]"Al B. Sure!" nigga with the hair all wavy
[00:59.80]Hit Lakeshore, girls go all crazy
[01:02.51]Hit the freeway, go at least bout 80
[01:05.50]Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
[01:08.15]See back back then then if you had a car
[01:11.37]You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
[01:13.51]And I was just a virgin, a baby
[01:15.66]One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
[01:18.27]I used to love play my demo tape when the system yanked
[01:21.64]Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
[01:24.42]We’ll take a Saturday and just circle the mall
[01:27.13]They had the Lincolna and Aurora’s- we was hurtin ’em all
[01:29.75]With the girls alot of flirtin involved, dog..
[01:32.38]Fuck all that flirtin, I’m tryin to get in some drawers, so
[01:35.93]Put me on with these hoes homie
[01:37.92]He told me, "Don’t rush to get grown, drive slow homie"
[01:40.72]Drive slow, homie
[01:42.06](Drive slow...)
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[01:46.43]You never know, homie
[01:47.34]About these hoes homie
[01:48.82]You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[01:51.91]What it do
[01:52.50]I’m posted up in the parking lot, my trunk wavin
[01:55.25]The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing
[01:57.72]Them elbows pokin wide on that candy ’Lac
[02:00.12]Trunk open, screens on, neon’s lit with 5th relaxed
[02:03.13]I’m on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies
[02:05.91]Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
[02:08.51]It’s a star-studded event when I valet park
[02:11.31]Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
[02:13.88]You see them 4’s crawlin, you see them screens fallin
[02:16.73]The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I’m ballin
[02:19.25]I’m leanin on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab
[02:22.15]But I could still catches boppers if I drove a cab
[02:24.80]A young Houston hard-hitter all about the scrilla
[02:27.35]Ridin’ somethin candy-coated crawlin like a caterpillar
[02:30.07]I’m tippin on them 4’s, I’m jammin on that Screw
[02:33.07]I’m lookin for them hoes baby, what it do
[02:35.55]Drive slow, homie
[02:36.74](Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes...)
[02:41.09]Drive slow, homie
[02:42.16](If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go...)
[02:46.48]Drive slow, homie
[02:47.79](Live today, cause tomorrow man, you never know...)
[02:51.84]You never know, homie
[02:53.04]Might meet some hoes, homie
[02:54.36]You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
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[02:58.48]My car’s like the movie, my car’s like the crib
[03:00.83]I got mo TV’s in here than where I live
[03:03.82]And that don’t make no sense, but baby I’m the shit
[03:06.02]And everything I flip, you know it’s somethin serious
[03:08.65]I got the custom grill, I got the Bravis rims
[03:11.37]I got the baller genetics baby this evidence
[03:13.73]You see a player flickin, and how you ain’t convinced
[03:16.95]That you should go on and kiss it, "just a lil bit" *echoes*
[03:19.63]I wearin my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
[03:22.02]My canary’s is gleamin, through my angel wings
[03:25.17]They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king
[03:27.45]With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green
[03:30.21]My woodgrain oak, I’m ridin on Vogues
[03:33.57]My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes
[03:36.20]I sold O’s, and this I know
[03:38.98]When you see them hoes, lil homie drive slow *echoes*
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[04:16.92][04:10.09]Drive slow, homie
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[04:23.70]You never know, homie
[04:25.07]About these hoes homie
[04:26.56]You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[04:30.11]Drive slow, homie
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