Kanye West – Drive Slow (Guitar)
Key
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Versions
(2)
Guitar Tab
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
Tabbed by: http://www.andreasvockrodt.de
[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]
Ebm Ebm/Db Bmaj7 Bb
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Ebm Ebm/Db Bmaj7 Bb