Vidal Davis - Oh lyrics

[Ciara] 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 [Hook] Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow We keep it gutta, 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 Gettin crunk up in the club we gets low, oh [Ciara] Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, in 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 [Hook] Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow We keep it gutta, 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 Gettin crunk up in the club we gets low, oh [Ludacris] 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 the track, get back trick, switch on the '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 bump ya status, I keep the stainless Steel Trunk-rattlin' what's happenin', huh? I don't even think I need to speed Ba**-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 the song is called [Hook] Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow We keep it gutta, 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 Gettin crunk up in the club we gets low, oh