Oh (Kardinal Beats Radio Edit)
Ciara feat. Ludacris
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This is where they stay crunk, throw it up
Dubs on the Cadillac
White tees, Nikes
Gangstas don't know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin' on chrome
Chokin' on that home grown
They got that southern cookin'
That got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy, I can see it
That's when I say "No, what for?"
Shorty can't handle this, Ciara got that fire like
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club, we gets low, oh
Oh, all my ladies to the floor
Handle it, ladies, back it up
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh
Bodies hit the new whip, paint strip
Into a bowlin' ball
Still scope, hunnids fo'
Woodgrain on the wall
Nice hip, thick cheeks
Fellas call 'em redbone
Close cuts, braids long
Gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
That got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy, I can see it
That's when I say "No, what for?"
Shorty can't handle this, Ciara got that fire like
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club, we gets low, oh
Oh, all my ladies to the floor
Handle it, ladies, back it up
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh
Yeah, Luda, okay, now ya know
Southern style, get wild, old school's comin' down
In a different color whip, whip, whip
Picture perfect
You might wanna take a flick, flick, flick, flick, flick
Call up Jazze, tell him pop the bottles
'Cause we got another hit, hit, hit
Wanna 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 flexin' still
Same price, different time, hot song
Jumped on 'cause Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest
Spinnin' on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genius, I bump your status
I keep the stainless steel
Trunk rattlin', what's happenin', huh?
I don't even think I need to speed
Bass travelin', face cracklin', huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south, we ballin', dawg
And never think about fallin', dawg
Ghetto harmonizin', surprisin'
Run it back 'cause the song is called
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club, we gets low, oh
Oh, all my ladies to the floor
Handle it, ladies, back it up
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh