drive slow

drive slow homey. drive slow homey. you never know homey

might meet some hoes homey

you need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey

my homie marley used to stay

sunny 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'd 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

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 eighty

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 our royals

we was hurtin 'em all

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 homey

he told me don't rush to get grown

drive slow homey

drive slow homey. you never know homey

about these hoes homey

you need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey

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 'llac

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 four's

i'm jammin on that screw

i'm lookin for them hoes baby what it do

drive slow homey. turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes

drive slow homey. if you ridin around the city with nowhere to go

drive slow homey. live today cause tomorrow man

you never know. you never know homey

might meet some hoes homey

you need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey

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 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"