Drive Slow (ft. Paul Wall & GLC)
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โฑ๏ธ 4:32 duration
๐ ID: 765923
๐ Lyrics
Boom, b-boom, b-boom-boom
Drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie
You never know, homie
Might meet some -, homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
My homie, Marley, used to stay, 79th 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 wit' 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 Ellesses
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 wit' a lil' somethin', 16 he was stuntin'
Al B. Sure! - with the hair all wavy
Hit Lake Shore, 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 to play my demo tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the - got cranked
We'd take a Saturday and just circle the mall
They had the Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin' 'em all
Wit' the girls, a lotta flirtin' involved, but dawg
- All that flirtin', I'm tryna get in some drawers, so
Put me on with these ho-s, homie
He told me, "Don't rush to get grown"
Drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie (drive slow)
You never know, homie, about these -, homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
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 'Lac
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 fo's, I'm jammin' on that Screw
I'm lookin' for them -, baby, what it do?
Drive slow, homie
Turn your hazard lights on when you see them - (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 -, homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
I got mo' TV's in here than where I live
And that don't make no sense, but baby, I'm the -
And everything I flip, you know it's somethin' serious
I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims
I got the baller genetics, baby, it's evident
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, - actin' like they seen a king
With that mean lean, smokin' on that finest Cali -
My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin' on Vogues
My cylinder quiet like tip-toes
I sold -, and this I know
When you see them -, lil' homie, drive slow
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
Mm, hm
Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh
Mm, hm
Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Yeah
B-boom, b-boom-boom
Drive slow, homie
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
Mm, hm
Drive slow, homie
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
You never know, homie, might meet some -, homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie
You never know, homie
Might meet some -, homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
My homie, Marley, used to stay, 79th 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 wit' 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 Ellesses
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 wit' a lil' somethin', 16 he was stuntin'
Al B. Sure! - with the hair all wavy
Hit Lake Shore, 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 to play my demo tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the - got cranked
We'd take a Saturday and just circle the mall
They had the Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin' 'em all
Wit' the girls, a lotta flirtin' involved, but dawg
- All that flirtin', I'm tryna get in some drawers, so
Put me on with these ho-s, homie
He told me, "Don't rush to get grown"
Drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie (drive slow)
You never know, homie, about these -, homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
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 'Lac
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 fo's, I'm jammin' on that Screw
I'm lookin' for them -, baby, what it do?
Drive slow, homie
Turn your hazard lights on when you see them - (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 -, homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
I got mo' TV's in here than where I live
And that don't make no sense, but baby, I'm the -
And everything I flip, you know it's somethin' serious
I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims
I got the baller genetics, baby, it's evident
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, - actin' like they seen a king
With that mean lean, smokin' on that finest Cali -
My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin' on Vogues
My cylinder quiet like tip-toes
I sold -, and this I know
When you see them -, lil' homie, drive slow
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
Mm, hm
Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh
Mm, hm
Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Yeah
B-boom, b-boom-boom
Drive slow, homie
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
Mm, hm
Drive slow, homie
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
You never know, homie, might meet some -, homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.60] Boom, b-boom, b-boom-boom
[00:07.70] Drive slow, homie
[00:13.24] Drive slow, homie
[00:18.50] You never know, homie
[00:19.56] Might meet some -, homie
[00:21.19] You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[00:24.27] My homie, Marley, used to stay, 79th and May
[00:27.20] One of my best friends from back in the day
[00:29.54] Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
[00:32.40] He nicknamed me K-Rock, so they'd leave me alone
[00:35.01] Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
[00:37.49] And walked around the mall wit' his radio face off
[00:40.01] Plus, he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand
[00:42.72] Keys in his hand
[00:43.50] Reason again to let you know he's the man
[00:45.93] Back when we rocked Ellesses
[00:47.55] He had dreams of Caprices
[00:48.90] Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
[00:51.82] How he get the cash the day his father passed away?
[00:54.42] Left him wit' a lil' somethin', 16 he was stuntin'
[00:57.35] Al B. Sure! - with the hair all wavy
[01:00.02] Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
[01:02.66] Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout 80
[01:05.50] Boned so much that summer even had him a baby
[01:08.50] See back-back then-then if you had a car
[01:11.35] You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
[01:13.68] And I was just a virgin, a baby
[01:15.80] One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
[01:18.45] I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
[01:21.65] Felt like I was almost signed when the - got cranked
[01:24.25] We'd take a Saturday and just circle the mall
[01:26.94] They had the Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin' 'em all
[01:29.55] Wit' the girls, a lotta flirtin' involved, but dawg
[01:32.58] - All that flirtin', I'm tryna get in some drawers, so
[01:35.94] Put me on with these ho-s, homie
[01:37.52] He told me, "Don't rush to get grown"
[01:39.17] Drive slow, homie
[01:40.42] Drive slow, homie (drive slow)
[01:45.73] You never know, homie, about these -, homie
[01:48.34] You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[01:51.26] What it do?
[01:52.07] I'm posted up in the parkin' lot, my trunk wavin'
[01:54.50] The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin'
[01:57.38] Them elbows pokin' wide on that candy 'Lac
[02:00.03] Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with fifth relaxed
[02:02.92] I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies
[02:05.59] Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
[02:08.28] It's a star-studded event when I valet park
[02:10.81] Open up my mouth, and sunlight illuminates the dark
[02:13.50] You see them fo's crawlin'? You see them screens fallin'?
[02:16.56] The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin'
[02:19.13] I'm leanin' on the switch, sittin' crooked in my slab
[02:21.87] But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab
[02:24.72] A young Houston hardhitter all about the scrilla
[02:27.36] Ridin' somethin candy coated, crawlin' like a caterpillar
[02:29.95] I'm tippin' on them fo's, I'm jammin' on that Screw
[02:32.98] I'm lookin' for them -, baby, what it do?
[02:35.07] Drive slow, homie
[02:37.67] Turn your hazard lights on when you see them - (drive slow, homie)
[02:43.28] If you ridin' around the city with nowhere to go (drive slow, homie)
[02:48.57] Live today 'cause tomorrow man, you never know
[02:51.53] You never know, homie, might meet some -, homie
[02:54.11] You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[02:57.65] My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
[03:00.54] I got mo' TV's in here than where I live
[03:03.18] And that don't make no sense, but baby, I'm the -
[03:05.36] And everything I flip, you know it's somethin' serious
[03:08.50] I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims
[03:11.12] I got the baller genetics, baby, it's evident
[03:13.78] You see a player flickin', and how you ain't convinced?
[03:16.63] That you should go on and kiss it, "Just a Lil Bit" (just a lil' bit)
[03:19.39] I got my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
[03:22.05] My canaries is gleamin' through my angel wings
[03:24.64] They see me, - actin' like they seen a king
[03:27.47] With that mean lean, smokin' on that finest Cali -
[03:30.57] My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin' on Vogues
[03:33.45] My cylinder quiet like tip-toes
[03:36.37] I sold -, and this I know
[03:38.76] When you see them -, lil' homie, drive slow
[03:42.15] Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
[03:45.36] Mm, hm
[03:47.42] Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh
[03:50.19] Mm, hm
[03:52.83] Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh
[03:56.05] Mm, mm, mm, mm
[04:04.04] Yeah
[04:06.98] B-boom, b-boom-boom
[04:09.04] Drive slow, homie
[04:11.23] Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
[04:15.14] Mm, hm
[04:16.20] Drive slow, homie
[04:18.18] Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
[04:23.07] You never know, homie, might meet some -, homie
[04:26.22] You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[04:29.63] Drive slow, homie
[04:31.42]
[00:07.70] Drive slow, homie
[00:13.24] Drive slow, homie
[00:18.50] You never know, homie
[00:19.56] Might meet some -, homie
[00:21.19] You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[00:24.27] My homie, Marley, used to stay, 79th and May
[00:27.20] One of my best friends from back in the day
[00:29.54] Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
[00:32.40] He nicknamed me K-Rock, so they'd leave me alone
[00:35.01] Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
[00:37.49] And walked around the mall wit' his radio face off
[00:40.01] Plus, he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand
[00:42.72] Keys in his hand
[00:43.50] Reason again to let you know he's the man
[00:45.93] Back when we rocked Ellesses
[00:47.55] He had dreams of Caprices
[00:48.90] Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
[00:51.82] How he get the cash the day his father passed away?
[00:54.42] Left him wit' a lil' somethin', 16 he was stuntin'
[00:57.35] Al B. Sure! - with the hair all wavy
[01:00.02] Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
[01:02.66] Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout 80
[01:05.50] Boned so much that summer even had him a baby
[01:08.50] See back-back then-then if you had a car
[01:11.35] You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
[01:13.68] And I was just a virgin, a baby
[01:15.80] One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
[01:18.45] I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
[01:21.65] Felt like I was almost signed when the - got cranked
[01:24.25] We'd take a Saturday and just circle the mall
[01:26.94] They had the Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin' 'em all
[01:29.55] Wit' the girls, a lotta flirtin' involved, but dawg
[01:32.58] - All that flirtin', I'm tryna get in some drawers, so
[01:35.94] Put me on with these ho-s, homie
[01:37.52] He told me, "Don't rush to get grown"
[01:39.17] Drive slow, homie
[01:40.42] Drive slow, homie (drive slow)
[01:45.73] You never know, homie, about these -, homie
[01:48.34] You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[01:51.26] What it do?
[01:52.07] I'm posted up in the parkin' lot, my trunk wavin'
[01:54.50] The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin'
[01:57.38] Them elbows pokin' wide on that candy 'Lac
[02:00.03] Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with fifth relaxed
[02:02.92] I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies
[02:05.59] Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
[02:08.28] It's a star-studded event when I valet park
[02:10.81] Open up my mouth, and sunlight illuminates the dark
[02:13.50] You see them fo's crawlin'? You see them screens fallin'?
[02:16.56] The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin'
[02:19.13] I'm leanin' on the switch, sittin' crooked in my slab
[02:21.87] But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab
[02:24.72] A young Houston hardhitter all about the scrilla
[02:27.36] Ridin' somethin candy coated, crawlin' like a caterpillar
[02:29.95] I'm tippin' on them fo's, I'm jammin' on that Screw
[02:32.98] I'm lookin' for them -, baby, what it do?
[02:35.07] Drive slow, homie
[02:37.67] Turn your hazard lights on when you see them - (drive slow, homie)
[02:43.28] If you ridin' around the city with nowhere to go (drive slow, homie)
[02:48.57] Live today 'cause tomorrow man, you never know
[02:51.53] You never know, homie, might meet some -, homie
[02:54.11] You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[02:57.65] My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
[03:00.54] I got mo' TV's in here than where I live
[03:03.18] And that don't make no sense, but baby, I'm the -
[03:05.36] And everything I flip, you know it's somethin' serious
[03:08.50] I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims
[03:11.12] I got the baller genetics, baby, it's evident
[03:13.78] You see a player flickin', and how you ain't convinced?
[03:16.63] That you should go on and kiss it, "Just a Lil Bit" (just a lil' bit)
[03:19.39] I got my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
[03:22.05] My canaries is gleamin' through my angel wings
[03:24.64] They see me, - actin' like they seen a king
[03:27.47] With that mean lean, smokin' on that finest Cali -
[03:30.57] My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin' on Vogues
[03:33.45] My cylinder quiet like tip-toes
[03:36.37] I sold -, and this I know
[03:38.76] When you see them -, lil' homie, drive slow
[03:42.15] Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
[03:45.36] Mm, hm
[03:47.42] Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh
[03:50.19] Mm, hm
[03:52.83] Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh
[03:56.05] Mm, mm, mm, mm
[04:04.04] Yeah
[04:06.98] B-boom, b-boom-boom
[04:09.04] Drive slow, homie
[04:11.23] Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
[04:15.14] Mm, hm
[04:16.20] Drive slow, homie
[04:18.18] Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
[04:23.07] You never know, homie, might meet some -, homie
[04:26.22] You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[04:29.63] Drive slow, homie
[04:31.42]