Drive slow homie, slow homie You never know homie, might meet some hoes You need to your brakes and drive slow homie
My homie Marley used to stay, and May One of my friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a school of stones He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me Bulls with his hat broke way off And walked around the with his radio face off he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand Keys in his hand, again to let you know he's the man Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had of Caprices Drove by the teachers, more by polices How'd he get the cash? The day his passed away Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all Hit Lake Shore, girls go all Hit the freeway, go at least eighty Boned so much summer, even had him a baby See back-back if you had a car You was the Chi-Town of Baby And I was a virgin, a baby One of the reasons I up to him crazy I used to love to play my demo tape when the yanked Felt like I was almost when the shit got cranked We'll take a Saturday and circle the mall had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin 'em all With the girls a lotta flirtin involved, but Fuck all that flirtin, I'm get in some drawers, so Put me on with these homie He me don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie
Drive slow homie, drive slow You never know homie, might meet some hoes You to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
What it do? I'm posted up in the parkin lot, my trunk The gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin Them elbows pokin wide on candy 'Lac Trunk open, screens on, lit with fifth relaxed I'm on a mission for pieces and sexy ladies me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes It's a star-studded event when I park Open up my mouth and sunlight the dark You see them fo's crawlin', you see them screens The disco ball in my insinuates I'm ballin I'm on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab But I could catch boppers if I drove a cab A young Houston hardhitter all about the Ridin somethin candy coated, like a caterpillar I'm tippin on them four's, I'm jammin on Screw I'm lookin for hoes baby what it do, drive slow homie
Turn your lights on when you see them hoes (Drive slow homie) If you around the city with nowhere to go (Drive slow homie) today cause tomorrow man, you never know
You never know homie, might meet hoes homie You need to pump brakes and drive slow homie
My car's like the movie, my like the crib I got more TV's in here than where I
And don't make no sense, but baby I'm the shit And everything I flip, you it's somethin serious I got the grill, I got the Brabus rims I got the baller baby it's evident You see a player flickin, and how you ain't you should go on and kiss it, "Just a Lil' Bit" (just a lil' bit) I got my kicks, I got my Jesus chain My canaries is gleamin, through my angel They see me, hoes like they seen a king that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green My woodgrain oak, I'm on Vogues My cylinder quiet, like I sold O's, and this I When you see them hoes, lil' drive slow
Drive slow homie, slow homie You never know homie, might meet hoes homie You need to pump brakes and drive slow homie