[00:00.00] 作曲 : Kanye West & Paul Slayton & Leonard Harris
[00:01.00] 作词 : EDWARDS, DOUG/HARRIS, LEONARD/RICHARDSON, TOMMIE/SLAYTON, PAUL MICHAEL/TROTTER, W/WEST, KANYE OMARI
[00:05.83](Hook: Kanye West)
[00:08.27]Drive slow, homie
[00:13.75]Drive slow, homie
[00:19.05]You never know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie
[00:21.80]You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[00:23.54](Verse 1: Kanye West)
[00:24.34]My homie Mali used to stay at 79th and May
[00:27.48]One of my best friends from back in the day
[00:29.80]Down the street from Calumet, a school full of Stones
[00:32.62]He nicknamed me K-Rock so they would leave me alone
[00:35.25]Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
[00:37.87]And walked around the mall with his radio face off
[00:40.37]Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand
[00:43.10]Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
[00:46.20]Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
[00:49.14]Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
[00:51.78]How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
[00:54.39]Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin'
[00:57.53]Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy
[00:59.83]Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
[01:02.90]Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty
[01:05.55]Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
[01:08.37]See back-back then-then, if you had a car
[01:11.46]You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
[01:13.98]And I was just a virgin, a baby
[01:16.00]One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
[01:18.69]I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
[01:21.82]Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
[01:24.39]We'd take a Saturday and just circle the mall
[01:27.22]They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin 'em all
[01:29.67]With the girls a lot of flirtin' involved, but dog
[01:32.42]**** all that flirtin', I'm tryin' to get in some drawers
[01:35.34]So put me on with these hoes, homie
[01:37.85]He told me don't rush to get grown, drive slow, homie
[01:40.84](Hook: Kanye West)
[01:41.11]Drive slow, homie
[01:43.77]Drive slow
[01:46.43]You never know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie
[01:49.09]You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[01:51.84](Verse 2: Paul Wall)
[01:52.04]What it do? I'm posted up in the parking lot, my trunk waving
[01:55.10]The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazing
[01:57.73]Them elbows pokin' wide on that candy 'Lac
[02:00.45]Trunk open, screens on, neons lit with fifth relaxed
[02:03.15]I'm on a mission for dime-pieces and sexy ladies
[02:05.65]Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
[02:08.62]It's a star-studded event when I valet park
[02:11.38]Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
[02:13.98]You see them fours crawling? You see them screens falling?
[02:16.84]The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin'
[02:19.54]I'm leaning on the switch, sitting crooked in my slab
[02:22.18]But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab
[02:25.10]A young Houston hardhitter all about the scrilla
[02:27.74]Ridin' something candy coated, crawling like a caterpillar
[02:30.48]I'm tipping on them fours, I'm jamming on that Screw
[02:33.12]I'm looking for them hoes, baby, what it do? Drive slow, homie
[02:36.72](Interlude: GLC)
[02:38.37]Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes
[02:41.14]Drive slow, homie
[02:43.78]If you're riding around the city with nowhere to go
[02:46.37]Drive slow, homie
[02:49.30]Live today, cause tomorrow, man, you never know
[02:52.05]You never know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie
[02:54.52]You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[02:57.16](Verse 3: GLC & Kanye West)
[02:58.32]My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
[03:01.08]I got more TVs in here than where I live
[03:03.66]And that don't make no sense, but baby, I'm the shit
[03:05.91]And everything I flip, you know it's something serious
[03:08.67]I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims
[03:11.44]I got the baller genetics, baby it's evident
[03:14.12]You see a player flicking, and how you ain't convinced
[03:16.90]That you should go on and kiss it, just a lil bit (just a lil bit)
[03:20.10]I got my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
[03:22.55]My canaries is gleamin' through my angel wings
[03:25.10]They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king
[03:27.74]With that mean lean, smoking on that finest Cali green
[03:30.55]My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin on Vogues
[03:33.70]My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes
[03:36.42]I sold O's, and this I know
[03:39.38]When you see them hoes, lil' homie, drive slow
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[04:07.78](Hook)
[04:09.86]Drive slow, homie
[04:11.86]
[04:16.71]Drive slow, homie
[04:19.10]
[04:23.41]You never know, homie, might meet some hoes, homie
[04:26.76]You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie
[04:30.36]Drive slow, homie