Ciara – Oh ft. Ludacris

Download another clean vinyl LP mp3 CD by Ciara and this amazing music is titled “Oh ft. Ludacris”.

Actually this wonderful tune is popped out of an album which is titled ‘Goodies’ and it was released in the year 2004.

 

Listen up below with full lyrics.

 

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This is where they stay crunk, throw it up

Dubs on the Cadillac

White tees, Nike’s, 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 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

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…

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

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

‘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, Im flexin’ still

Same price every time, hot song, jumped on ’cause Ciara got sex appeal

And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinning on stainless wheels

Could care less about your genius, I bump 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 the song is called

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 flo’

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 flo’

Handle it ladies back it up

Gettin’ crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh

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