Ciara - Oh (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Ciara - Oh (en) Lyrics
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This is where they stay crunk, throw
it up, dubs on tha Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas
dont 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, into a bowlin' ball
Still smoke hundred spokes,
wood-grain armor-all
Light-skinned thick chicks,
fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long,
gangstas love 'em all
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
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 tha track, get
back trick, switch on tha
‘Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, 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
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
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, run
it back cuz tha song is called
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