1st
Verse
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 gutta, 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
2nd
Verse
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, 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 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
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, runnin back cuz
tha song is cold
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, 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 |
