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Here's another one,yeah another one Trey,Big ball Ciara Shonuff [verse 1 Ciara] This is where they stay crunk,throw it up, dubs on tha 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 [bridge] They got the 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 it, Ciara got that fire like [chorus] 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 ma ladies to tha flo' Handle it, ladies back it up Gettin crunk off in tha club, it gets low OH [verse 2 ciara] ready take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball Still smoke,hundred-spoke, wood grain armor all Light skinned, thick chicks Fellas call em' redbones Close cuts, braids long, Gangstas love em' all [bridge] They got the southern cookin', they got them fellas lookin' Wishin' I was easy I can see it Thats when I say no, what fo'? Shawty can't handle it, Ciara got that fire like [chorus] OH (oh oh oh) Round here we ridin' slow (here we ride slow, oh oh) We keep it gutta you should know (you should know) Gettin crunk off in tha club, we gets low (get low) OH (oh ohhh) OH All ma ladies to the flo' (all ma ladies and fellas to tha flo) Handle it, ladies back it up (back it up) Gettin crunk off in tha club (in tha club), we gets low (get low) OH (oh oo oh oh ooohh) [verse 3 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 the bottles, cuz we got another hit,hit,hit When I 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 cuz Ciara got sex appeal And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin' on stainless wheels Could care less about your genius,i bump yo' status, I keep the stainless steel Trunk rattlin', wuts happenin', huh?, I dont think I even need ta 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 harmonizing, surprising, runnin back, cuz tha song is called oh [Ciara] OH Round here we ridin slow We keep it gutta you should know Gettin crunk off in tha club, we gets low OH OH All ma ladies to tha flo' Handle it, ladies back it up Gettin crunk off in tha club, we gets low OH OH Round here we ridin slow We keep it gutta, you should know Gettin crunk off in tha club,we gets low OH OH All ma ladies to tha flo' Handle it, ladies back it up Gettin crunk off in tha club, we gets low OH Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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