Drive Slow (feat. Paul Wall & GLC) - Kanye West

What's dime like you holdin' up the wall for You should be dancin'...uh yeah You should be dancin'...uh yeah All the guys in the spot Better yet... nobody's had the nerve To talk to you So let me talk to you You lookin' good from your head Down to your shoes girl What's your name and who you with And do you got a name I can't believe that you came in by yourself girl But if it's up to me I'd guarantee That you won't leave here alone Oh oh oh Yo body's like whoa Oh oh oh I'm trying to get you on the floor Oh oh oh You already know what it is So girl stop acting and get to dancing Oh oh oh Now quit playing Come on get in da groove Back it up... get low Let ya body move girl The DJ's playing my song I've been waiting all night long And I'm glad to be dancin' with you You looking good from yo head down to yo shoes girl Cuz the way that you're grinding Has got me in a trance girl I can't believe that you came in by yourself girl If it was up to me I'd guarantee That you won't leave here alone Yeah Oh oh oh Yo body's like whoa Oh oh oh I'm trying to get you on the floor Oh oh oh You already know what it is So girl stop acting and get to dancing Oh oh oh Girl I know that you want to... so let's stop wasting time And let's dance all night Cuz I know what you want and I got what you need So girl come with me I wanna make it good for you Oh oh oh Yo body's like whoa Oh oh oh I'm trying to get you on the floor Oh oh oh You already know what it is So girl stop acting and get to dancing Oh oh oh

Hair in the wind Lips on your skin I don't remember much But I still feel it Sun on our backs Going nowhere fast There were stars in the skies And stars in your eyes, babe And I remember your hand on my lap and the windows down Bury our past with the radio loud All I really need is you and me and the road So baby, drive slow We're 18 in a fever dream Talking 'bout everything that we could be And all I really know is anywhere with you, I'd go So baby, drive slow I remember feeling lucky in the passenger seat There was something greedy in the way that you kissed me And I remember your hand on my lap and the windows down Bury our past with the radio loud All I really need is you and me and the road So baby, drive slow We're 18 in a fever dream Talking 'bout everything that we could be And all I really know is anywhere with you, it's home So baby, drive slow You were magic, midnight, all I'd want Tragic, somehow we'd become Just another hit and run And I was holding you still since we crashed Should've known it'd come to that The sun came up, we turned to ash But still I remember your hand on my lap And the windows down Bury our past with the silence so loud All I really need is you and me and the road So baby, drive slow We're 18 in a fever dream Talking 'bout everything that we could be And all I really know's we're heading down a dead-end road So baby, drive slow...