Drive Slow Lyrics - Singles - Paul Wall

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 

My homie Mali used to stay seventy 9th 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'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 

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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 be sure" nigga with the hair all wavy 

Hit Lakeshore, girls go all crazy 

Hit the freeway, goin' east-bound, 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 the Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin' 'em all 

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With the girls a lot of flirtin' involved but dawg, 

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" 

Drive slow, homie 

Drive slow 

You never know, homie 

About these hoes homie 

You need to pump your brakes 

And drive slow, homie 

What it do, I'm posted up in the parking lot, my trunk wavin' 

The candy gloss is immaculate, it's 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 toduce 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 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 4's, I'm jammin' on that Screw 

I'm lookin' for them hoes, baby, what it do 

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 

My car's like the movie 

My car's like the crib 

I got mo TV's in here 

Than where I live 

And now I 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, 'âEJst a lil' bitâE 

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 

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