Ciara – Oh ft. Ludacris

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  1. Oh (feat. Ludacris)

    Ciara

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    Lyrics

    This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on the Cadillac
    White tees, Nike's, gangstas don't know how to act
    Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
    Hummers floating on chrome
    Chokin' on that home-grown
    They got that southern cookin'
    They got them fellas lookin'
    Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
    That's when I say no, what fo'?
    Shawty can't handle this
    Ciara got that fire like

    Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
    We keep it ghetto, you should know
    Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh
    Oh (oh), all my ladies to the flo'
    Handle it ladies back it up
    Getting crunk up in the club we gets low, oh

    Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
    Steel spoke honey spoke, wood-grain, armor all
    Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em red bones
    Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
    They got that southern cookin'
    They got them fellas lookin'
    Wishin' I was easy I can see it
    That's when I say no, what fo'?
    Shawty can't handle this, Ciara got that fire like

    Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
    We keep it ghetto, you should know
    Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh
    Oh (oh), all my ladies to the flo'
    Handle it ladies back it up
    Getting crunk up in the club we gets low, oh

    Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin' down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
    Picture perfect, you might want to take a flick flick flick flick flick
    Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles 'cause we got another hit (hit, hit)
    Want to go platinum? I'm who you should get get get get get
    Ludacris on the track, get back trick, switch on the 'Lac, I'm flexing steel
    Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cause Ciara got sex appeal
    And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinning on stainless wheels
    Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
    Trunk-rattlin' what's happenin', huh?
    I don't even think I need to speed
    Bass-travelin', face-crackilin' huh?
    Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
    Dirty south we ballin' dog
    And never think about fallin dog
    Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, running back cause the song is called

    Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
    We keep it ghetto, you should know
    Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh
    Oh (oh), all my ladies to the flo'
    Handle it ladies back it up
    Getting crunk up in the club we gets low, oh

    Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
    We keep it ghetto, you should know
    Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh
    Oh (oh), all my ladies to the flo'
    Handle it ladies back it up
    Getting crunk up in the club we gets low, oh

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