Song: Oh ~~ 2004 ~~ 4:16
Artist: Ciara featuring Ludacris
LP/CD: Goodies ~~ LaFace ~~ 2004
Composers: C. Bridges~V. Davis~C. Harris~A. Harris

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 homegrown

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 for
Shorty can’t handle this
Ciara got that fire like

Oh
‘Round here we ridin’ slow
We keep it gutter, 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

Buddy take a new whip
Paint strip, pinned to a bowlin’ ball
Still smokin’, 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 for
Shorty can’t handle this
Ciara got that fire like

Oh
‘Round here we ridin’ slow
We keep it gutter, 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, here we go
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-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’ steel
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on ‘cause Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin’ on stainless wheels
Couldn’t care less about your genes, 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’, dog, and never think about fallin’, dog
Ghetto harmonizin’, surprisin’, runnin’ back to the song, it’s called

Oh
‘Round here we ridin’ slow
We keep it gutter, 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

Oh
‘Round here we ridin’ slow
We keep it gutter, 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

Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: April 10, 2005