[Chorus:]. Drive slow homey. Drive slow homey. Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey. Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey. [Kanye:]. My homey Mali used to stay one 79th and May. One of my best friends from back in the day. Down the street form 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. Walk 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 Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's. Drove by the teachers even more by police's. How he get that cash today his father passed away. Left him with a little somthin 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 were 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 cracked. We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall. They had the Lincoln's and Aurora's we were hurting them all. And there was a lot of flirting involved. But dawg fuck all that flirting I'm trying to get in some draws. So put me on with these hoes homey's. He said don't rush to get grown drive slow homey. Drive slow homie. Drive slow.... Ya never know homey about these hoes homey. Ya need to pump your breaks and drive slow homey. [Paul Wall:]. What It do. I'm posted up in the parking lot my trunk wavin'. The candy gloss is immaculate and is simply amazing. Them elbows poking wide on that Candy-lac. Trunnk open screens on neons lit with --. I'm on a mission for dime piece's 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 4's crawlin you see them screens fallin. The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin. I'm leanin on a switch sittin crooked in my slab. But I could still catch boopas if I drove a cab. A young Houston hard hitter all about the scrilla. Riding some candy coated crawlin like a caterlippar. I'm tippin on those 4's I'm jamming off this screw. I'm lookin for them hoes baby what it do?. [Chorus:]. 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 cuz tomorrow you never know. Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey. Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey. [Kanye:]. My cars like the movies my cars like the crib. I got more TV's in here then where I live. [GLC:]. And it don't make no sense but bay I'm the shit. And everything I flip you know is something serious. I got the custom grill I got the Brabus rims. I got the baller genetics baby that's evident. You see a player flicking and you ain't convinced. That you should go and kiss it just a little bit. I wear my custom kicks I got my Jesus chain. My canaries is gleaming though my angle wings. They see me hoes acting like they seen a king. With that mean lean smoking on the finest Cali green. My wood grain oak I'm riding on vogues. My cylinder quiet like tip toes. I sold O's and this I know. When you see them hoes little homey drive slow. Chopped and Screwed. Yeah... Drive slow homey. Drive slow homey. Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey. Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey. Drive slow homey