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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: West, Kanye - Drive Slow[Kanye West:] Drive slow, homie.. Drive slow, homie.. You never know, homie Might meet some hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie Drive slow, homie (Drive slow...) You never know, homie About these hoes homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie My homie Mali used to stay seventy 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 theyll 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 hes 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, goin east-bound, 80 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 play my demo tape when the system yanked Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked Well take a Saturday and just circle the mall They had the Lincolns and Auroras- we was hurtin em all With the girls alot of flirtin involved, dawg, Fuck all that flirtin, Im tryin to get in some drawers, so Put me on with these hoes homie He told me, "Dont rush to get grown, drive slow homie" Drive slow, homie (Drive slow...) You never know, homie About these hoes homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie Drive slow, homie (Drive slow...) You never know, homie About these hoes homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie [Paul Wall:] What it do Im posted up in the parking lot, my trunk wavin The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing Them elbows pokin wide on that candy Lac Trunk open, screens on, neons lit with 5th relaxed Im on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes Its a star-studded event when I valet park Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark You see them 4s crawlin, you see them screens fallin The disco ball in my mouth insinuates Im ballin Im leanin on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab A young Houston hard-hitter all about the scrilla Ridin somethin candy-coated crawlin like a caterpillar Im tippin on them 4s, Im jammin on that Screw Im lookin for them hoes baby, what it do [Kanye West & (GLC):] Drive slow, homie (Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes...) Drive slow, homie (If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go...) Drive slow, homie (Live today, cause tomorrow man, you never know...) You never know, homie Might meet some hoes, homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie [Kanye West:] My cars like the movie, my cars like the crib I got mo TVs in here than where I live [GLC:] And that dont make no sense, but baby Im the shit And everything I flip, you know its 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 aint convinced That you should go on and kiss it, "just a lil bit" *echoes* I wearin my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain My canarys is gleamin, through my angel wings They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green My woodgrain oak, Im ridin on Vogues My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes I sold Os, and this I know When you see them hoes, lil homie drive slow *echoes* [Kanye West (Screwed & Chopped)] Drive slow, homie (Drive slow...) You never know, homie Might meet some hoes homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie Drive slow, homie |
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