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  1. Ride Slow
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It's a Sunday afternoon I’m a pull out the low rider
See the 15’s from a mile away they know when I’m gliding
I keep her so fresh & clean she barely got any mileage
This that summer Chi shit they know when I'm sliding
Got that fresh armor all that bitch as cold as Montreal
We be bending blocks it's looking like we barely even crawl
These haters pocket watching it don’t matter we gon ball
Got the grill up front looking like Paul Wall
Got the parking lot juking looking like we straight from Houston
Gotta keep it gangsta speakers bumping Dirtty Music
I lowered the suspension and the fender skirts
Lowered the roof line I’m bouncing on the struts
Sitting on the buckets man them seats so plush
Paint job loud it's like it's smoking kush
Engine steady revving I might let it blow
But before I let it happen I'll be riding slow

Ride slow
Drive slow
Ride slow
Drive slow (Drive slow)
Ride slow (ride slow)
Drive slow (Come on let's go)
Ride slow (Oohh let's go)
Drive slow

I done customized it like a handyman
My vatos love me I get respect from the Mexicans
They know it’s me in the 63 candy apple red
The V-8 a kill em all I’m leaving bodies dead
Competition hydraulics my chrome is all polished
This that old school looking like it went to college
That bitch is no joke she sit on a hunnid spokes
Specialized paint job on her body though
My name is autographed on the hood and the trunk lid
Lift up that front look at what I done did
9 inch axle ABS disc brakes
Got the slowdowns and the dumps 8 Delco batteries
Got a Lokar shifter street rod headquarter
Four 6x9's two 12 subwoofers
Feel summertime breeze I’m a put on a show
You can move at your own speed me I drive slow

Ride slow (Drive slow)
Drive slow (Come on let's go)
Ride slow (Oohh let's go)
Drive slow
Ride slow (ride slow)
Drive slow (Come on let's go)
Ride slow (Oohh let's go)
Drive slow

Shout out to the OG’s that came before me
Y'all the inspiration for this upholstery
If you blessed to get up in it you in luxury
This that Holy grail like a nunnery
My baby make her point like a summary
She be hitting curves like she motherly
You can eat off the seats grab the cutlery
I’m a drive slow ain’t no rushing me

Ride slow (Drive slow)
Drive slow (Come on let's go)
Ride slow (Oohh let's go)
Drive slow
Ride slow (ride slow)
Drive slow (Come on let's go)
Ride slow (Oohh let's go)
Drive slow