Ciara feat. Ludacris Oh Lyrics

This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on the Cadillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin' 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 gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh
Oh, all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it, ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
Still spoke hundred spokes, wood-grain on the wall
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
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 gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh
Oh, all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in the club we gets low, oh

[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools 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 up the bottles cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha 'Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got s__ appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I b__p 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' dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, runnin back cuz tha song is cold

[Hook: (2x)]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh