Oh — текст песни (Ciara feat. Ludacris)


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`
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 up in the club, we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to the floor
Handle it ladies, back it up
Gettin` crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh

Buddy, take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin` ball
Still smoke, hundred spoke, 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 ghetto, you should know
Gettin` crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh
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, yo, Luda!)

[Ludacris]
Ok, southern-style, get wild
Old schools comin` down
In a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna
Take a flick,flick,flick,
Call up Jazze, tell him pop up 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 everytime, 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 genus
I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin`, what`s happenin`, ha
I don`t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin`, face-cracklin`, ha
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south, we ballin` dog
And never think about fallin` dog
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, run it back
Cause the song is called...

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



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