Drive Slow chords by Kanye West

• Difficulty: Intermediate

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:

Ebm Ebm/Db Bmaj7 Bb




Verse:

   Ebm   Ebm/Db Bmaj7 Bb
Drive slow homie,
   Ebm   Ebm/Db Bmaj7 Bb
Drive slow homie

     Ebm             Ebm/Db
You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
      Gb             B  Bb
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
     Ebm          Ebm/Db
My homie Marley used to stay, 79th and May
    Bmaj7        Bb
One of my best friends from back in the day
     Ebm          Ebm/Db
Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
  B               Bb
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
    Ebm           Ebm/Db
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
           B          Bb
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
        Ebm               Ebm/Db
Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand
      Gb              B       Bb
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
   Ebm           Ebm/Db
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
B              Bb
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
     Ebm            Ebm/Db
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
        B       Bb
Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin
Ebm            Ebm/Db
Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy
B           Bb
Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
Ebm          Ebm/Db
Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty
   Gb            B     Bb
Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
Ebm        Ebm/Db      B
See back-back then-then if you had a car
          Bb
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
  Ebm          Ebm/Db
And I was just a virgin, a baby
      B             Bb
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
         Ebm            Ebm/Db
I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
   B                 Bb
Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
   Ebm           Ebm/Db
We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall
       Gb              B     Bb
They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin 'em all
     Ebm           Ebm/Db
With the girls a lotta flirtin involved, but dawg
   B              Bb
Fuck all that flirtin, I'm tryna get in some drawers, so
Ebm         Ebm/Db
Put me on with these hoes homie
         B           Bb
He told me don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie
   Ebm   Ebm/Db Bmaj7 Bb
Drive slow homie,
   Ebm   Ebm/Db Bmaj7 Bb
Drive slow homie


Verse 2:

     Ebm             Ebm/Db
You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
      B             Bb
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
      Ebm           Ebm/Db
What it do? I'm posted up in the parkin lot, my trunk wavin
     B                Bb
The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin
Ebm        Ebm/Db
Them elbows pokin wide on that candy 'Lac
B             Bb
Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with fifth relaxed
Ebm         Bbm/Db
I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies
B            Bb
Allow me toduce you to my CL Mercedes
Ebm            Ebm/Db
It's a star-studded event when I valet park
Gb          B        Bb
Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
Ebm            Ebm/Db
You see them fo's crawlin', you see them screens fallin
     B           Bb
The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin
Ebm            Ebm/Db
I'm leanin on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab
B            Bb
But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab
Ebm         Ebm/Db
A young Houston hardhitter all about the scrilla
B              Bb
Ridin somethin candy coated, crawlin like a caterpillar
     Ebm             Ebm/Db
I'm tippin on them four's, I'm jammin on that Screw
Gb            B      Bb
I'm lookin for them hoes baby what it do,
     Ebm Ebm/Db
drive slow homie
     B             Bb
Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes
    Ebm     Ebm/Db
(Drive slow homie)
    B                   Bb
If you ridin around the city with nowhere to go
    Ebm    Ebm/Db
(Drive slow homie)
   B                  Bb
Live today cause tomorrow man, you never know
     Ebm             Ebm/Db
You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
      Gb             B  Bb
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
Ebm        Ebm/Db          B
My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
      Bb            Ebm
I got more TV's in here than where I live
            Ebm/Db         B
And that don't make no sense, but baby I'm the shit
         Bb              Ebm
And everything I flip, you know it's somethin serious
          Ebm/Db          B
I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus rims
          Bb
I got the baller genetics baby it's evident
Ebm           Ebm/Db
You see a player flickin, and how you ain't convinced
Gb                 B        bb
That you should go on and kiss it, "Just a Lil' Bit" (just a lil' bit)
Ebm          Ebm/Db
I got my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
B       Bb            Ebm
My canaries is gleamin, through my angel wings
         Ebm/Db
They see me, hoes actin like they seen a king
B              Bb
With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green
Ebm     Ebm/Db      B
My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin on Vogues
      Bb       Ebm
My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes
   Ebm/Db      Gb
I sold O's, and this I know
         B      Bb
When you see them hoes, lil' homie drive slow

Drive slow drive slow drive slow


Outro:

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