[Chorus: Kanye West]
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, it's simply✦ amazin'✦
Them elbows poking✦ wide on that candy✦ 'Lac
Trunk open,✦ screens on, neons 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 fours 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 hard-hitter, all about✦ the scrilla
Ridin'✦ somethin'✦ candy-coated, crawlin'✦ like a caterpillar
I'm tippin'✦ on them fours, I'm jammin'✦ on this Screw
I'm lookin'✦ for them hoes, baby,✦ what it do? Drive slow, homie
[Chorus: Kanye West & GLC]
Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes
Drive slow, homie
If you're 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: GLC & Kanye West]
My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
I got more TVs in here than where I live
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 Brabus✦ 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 wear 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 tiptoes
I sold O's, and this, I know
When you see them hoes, lil' homie, drive slow (Drive slow)
[Bridge: Tony Williams]
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
Mm, hm
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, ooh
Mm, hm
Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh (Oh)
Mm, mm, mm, mm
[Outro: Kanye West & Tony Williams]
Yeah (Oh, oh, ooh, hoo, ooh)
Boom, b-boom, b-boom-boom (Mm, mm)
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
Mm, hm
Drive slow, homie
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
Mm, hm
Drive slow, homie
Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo
Mm, hm
You never✦ know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie (Mm, hm)
You need to pump your brakes✦ and drive slow, homie
Drive slow, homie