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Kanye West
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Drive Slow
作詞:Douglas Fraser Edwards, Leonard Harris, Thomas David Richardson, W Trotter, Paul Wall, Kanye Omari West
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, 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'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 Dayton's in his hand, keys in his hand Reason again to let you know he's the man
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 B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy Hit Lakeshore, 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 shit got cranked We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall They had they Lakers and Aurora's, we was hurtin' 'em all
With the girls a lot of flirtin' involved but dog 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 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 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 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' some 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 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 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, just a lil' bit
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
Yeah, 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
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