Drive Slow
Kanye West Lyrics


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Boom, b-boom, b-boom-boom

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

My homie Mali used to stay, 79th 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 they'd 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 he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin', sixteen he was stuntin'
Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy
Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty
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 to play my demo tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall
They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin' 'em all
With the girls a lotta flirtin' involved, but dawg
Fuck all that flirtin', I'm tryna get in some drawers, so
Put me on with these hoes, homie
He told me, "don't 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

What it do? I'm posted up in the parkin' lot, my trunk wavin'
The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin'
Them elbows pokin' wide on that candy 'Lac
Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with fifth, relaxed
I'm on a mission for dime pieces 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 fours crawlin', you see them screens fallin'
The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin'
I'm 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
I'm tippin' on them fours, I'm jammin' on that Screw
I'm lookin' for them hoes, baby, what it do? 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

My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
I got more TV's in here than where I live

And that don't make no sense, but, baby, I'm the shit
And everything I flip, you know it's somethin' serious
I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims
I got the baller genetics, baby, this evidence
You see a player flickin', and how you ain't convinced
That you should go on and kiss it, just a lil' bit (just a lil' bit)
I wear my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
My canaries 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, I'm ridin' on Vogues
My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes
I sold O's, and this I know
When you see them hoes, lil' homie drive slow (drive slow)

Yeah
Boom, b-boom, b-boom-boom
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

Overall Meaning

In the song "Drive Slow" by Kanye West, the artist is reminiscing on his youth and his days of cruising around in his car with his friends. The song is about taking it slow and not rushing to grow up too quickly. The lyrics are filled with nostalgia for a time when life was simpler and less complicated. The chorus is a warning to "drive slow," both literally and metaphorically, and reminds listeners to savor the moment and enjoy the ride.


The first verse describes West's childhood friend Marley, who was known for driving around in his flashy car and picking up girls. West remembers how he looked up to Marley and wanted to be like him, and how the two of them used to circle around the mall on Saturdays, trying to impress girls. The second verse is sung by Paul Wall and is about his own flashy car and his love for women. He boasts about his fancy rims and custom grill, and talks about how he enjoys cruising around town looking for women to impress.


The song is a classic example of West's signature style, which mixes old-school hip-hop and soul music with contemporary beats and electronic sounds. The lyrics are filled with references to classic cars, flashy jewelry, and smooth talking playboys, which are common themes in West's music. "Drive Slow" is a reminder that even in the midst of life's hustle and bustle, it's important to take a step back and appreciate the little things.


Line by Line Meaning

Drive slow homie, drive slow homie
Take it easy and drive with caution


You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
Be prepared to meet some women along the way


You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
Slow down and take your time, don't rush


My homie Marley used to stay, 79th and May
My friend Marley used to live in a specific area in Chicago


One of my best friends from back in the day
Marley was one of my closest friends from the past


Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
Marley's house was situated near a school full of rough students


He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Marley gave me a nickname to protect me from bullies


Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
Marley wore a Chicago Bulls jacket and a hat that was broken off


And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Marley went to the mall without turning on his radio


Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand
Marley had the spinner from his Daytons rims in his hand


Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Marley had his keys in hand, showing that he was in control


Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
When we were younger, Marley wore Ellesse clothing and dreamed of owning a Chevy Caprice car


Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
Marley drove by teachers and police officers to show off


How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Marley inherited money when his father died


Left him with a lil' somethin', sixteen he was stuntin'
Marley was young when he got the money and started showing off


Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy
Marley was like singer Al B. Sure, with wavy hair


Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
When Marley drove on Lake Shore Drive, girls went wild


Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty
Marley drove at least 80 mph on the freeway


Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
Marley had many partners that summer and even had a child


See back-back then-then if you had a car
Having a car was a big deal in the past


You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
Having a car in Chicago made you feel like a boss, similar to the character 'Baby' from the movie 'Drive'


And I was just a virgin, a baby
I was young and inexperienced


One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
Marley was someone I admired greatly


I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
I enjoyed listening to my music in Marley's car when he turned up the volume


Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
When Marley played my music loudly, I felt like I was close to getting a record deal


We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall
We used to drive around the mall on Saturdays


They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin' 'em all
We were showing off our cars to people with nicer cars than us


With the girls a lotta flirtin' involved, but dawg
We flirted a lot with girls, but it wasn't serious


Fuck all that flirtin', I'm tryna get in some drawers, so
I'm not interested in flirting, I'm trying to have sex


Put me on with these hoes homie
Introduce me to some women


He told me don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie
Marley advised me not to rush into adulthood and to take things slowly


What it do? I'm posted up in the parkin' lot, my trunk wavin'
I'm hanging out in the parking lot with my trunk open and music playing loud


The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin'
My car's candy paint job is amazing


Them elbows pokin' wide on that candy 'Lac
The car has wide rims sticking out of the sides like elbows


Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with fifth relaxed
The trunk is open, showing screens and neon lights with alcohol nearby


I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies
I'm looking for attractive women


Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
Let me show you my Mercedes-Benz CL


It's a star-studded event when I valet park
When I valet park, it's a big deal


Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
My jewelry shines so bright that it illuminates the darkness


You see them fo's crawlin', you see them screens fallin'
The rims on the car are crawling slowly as the screens are falling down


The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin'
The diamonds in my teeth show that I'm rich


I'm leanin' on the switch, sittin' crooked in my slab
I'm sitting in my car, leaning to the side and feeling cool


But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab
I would still be popular with women even if I drove a taxi


A young Houston hardhitter all about the scrilla
I'm a young man from Houston who's all about making money


Ridin' somethin' candy coated, crawlin' like a caterpillar
I'm driving a car with a flashy paint job that looks like a caterpillar


I'm tippin' on them four's, I'm jammin' on that Screw
I have four rims that are low to the ground and I'm listening to DJ Screw's music


I'm lookin' for them hoes baby what it do, drive slow homie
I'm looking for women and taking my time while driving


Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes (drive slow homie)
If you see women while driving, be careful and signal to other drivers


If you ridin' around the city with nowhere to go (drive slow homie)
Take it easy if you're just cruising without a destination in mind


Live today cause tomorrow man, you never know
Live in the moment, you never know what will happen tomorrow


My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
My car is like a movie set and like my home


I got more TV's in here than where I live
I have more TVs in my car than at home


And that don't make no sense, but baby I'm the shit
It doesn't make sense, but I'm so confident that it doesn't matter


And everything I flip, you know it's somethin' serious
Everything I do is serious and high-quality


I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims
I have a custom grill and Brabus rims on my car


I got the baller genetics baby it's evident
I was born to be a baller and it shows


You see a player flickin', and how you ain't convinced
When you see me showing off, it's hard not to be impressed


That you should go on and kiss it, "Just a Lil' Bit" (just a lil' bit)
You should be impressed and give me some attention


I got my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
I have custom shoes and a chain with a Jesus pendant


My canaries is gleamin', through my angel wings
My diamond earrings are shining brightly, like angel wings


They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king
Women see me and act like they're meeting a famous person


With that mean lean, smokin' on that finest Cali green
I'm looking cool and relaxed while smoking high-quality California weed


My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin' on Vogues
The dashboard and other parts of my car are made of wood, and I'm riding on Vogue brand tires


My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes
My car's engine is so quiet that it's like walking on tip-toes


I sold O's, and this I know
I sold drugs in the past and it's something I'm familiar with


When you see them hoes, lil' homie drive slow
When you see women, take your time and be careful while driving




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Edwards Doug, Harris Leonard, Kanye West, Richardson Thomas, Slayton Paul, Trotter Warren

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