Chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)
Intro:
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Verse:
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Drive slow homie,
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Drive slow homie
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You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
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You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
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My homie Marley used to stay, 79th and May
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One of my best friends from back in the day
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Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
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He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
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Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
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And walked around the mall with his radio face off
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Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand
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Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
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Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
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Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
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How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
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Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin
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Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy
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Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
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Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty
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Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
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See back-back then-then if you had a car
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You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
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And I was just a virgin, a baby
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One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
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I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
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Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
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We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall
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They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin 'em all
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With the girls a lotta flirtin involved, but dawg
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Fuck all that flirtin, I'm tryna get in some drawers, so
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Put me on with these hoes homie
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He told me don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie
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Drive slow homie,
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Drive slow homie
Verse 2:
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You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
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You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
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What it do? I'm posted up in the parkin lot, my trunk wavin
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The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin
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Them elbows pokin wide on that candy 'Lac
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Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with fifth relaxed
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I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies
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Allow me toduce you to my CL Mercedes
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It's a star-studded event when I valet park
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Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
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You see them fo's crawlin', you see them screens fallin
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The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin
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I'm leanin on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab
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But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab
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A augmentedA young Houston hardhitter all about the scrilla
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Ridin somethin candy coated, crawlin like a caterpillar
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I'm tippin on them four's, I'm jammin on that Screw
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I'm lookin for them hoes baby what it do,
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drive slow homie
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Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes
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(Drive slow homie)
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If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go
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(Drive slow homie)
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Live today cause tomorrow man, you never know
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You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
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You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
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My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
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I got more TV's in here than where I live
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And that don't make no sense, but baby I'm the shit
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And everything I flip, you know it's somethin serious
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I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims
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I got the baller genetics baby it's evident
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You see a player flickin, and how you ain't convinced
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That you should go on and kiss it, "Just a Lil' Bit" (just a lil' bit)
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I got my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
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My canaries is gleamin, through my angel wings
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They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king
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With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green
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My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin on Vogues
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My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes
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I sold O's, and this I know
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When you see them hoes, lil' homie drive slow
Drive slow drive slow drive slow
Outro:
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