Song Lyrics Mania!!!

(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 29th 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 haard 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