Ciara : Oh

Lyrics for the Ciara song "Oh" from their "Goodies" album. Feel free to browse the rest of our Ciara lyrics here, or download the rest of our Goodies lyrics.

Band: Ciara
Album: Goodies
Song: Oh

[spoken]
uh, heres another one, yeah, another one
dre, and "A" style
ciara, sho nuff

[verse 1]
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

[Hook:]
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no (no), what fo' (what fo'),
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like...

[Chorus:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin slow (slow)
We keep it gutta, you should know (know)
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low (low), oh (oh),
Oh (oh, oh), all my ladies to the flo' (flo')
Handle it ladies back it up (up)
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low (low), oh (oh)

[Verse 2:]
Ready take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin ball
Still smoke, blunt's smoke, wood grain on the wall
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbone
Close cuts, braids long, gangstas love 'em all

[Hook:]
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it That's when I say no (no), what fo' (fo')
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that body like...

[Chorus:]
Oh (ooh), round here we ridin slow, (we be ridin slow, oh oh)
We keep it gutta, you should know, (you should know)
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low (get it low), oh (oh oh)
Oh ( all my ladies take it down to the flo') all my ladies to the flo'
Handle (it), it, back it up (up yeah)
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low (get low), oh (Luda)(ohh)

[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin’ down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a click,click,click,click,click
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 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 tha song is called

[Chorus x2:]
Oh (oh), round here we ridin slow (ridin slow)
We keep it gutta, you should know (you should know)
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low (low), oh (oh)
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo' (flo)
Handle it ladies back it up (back it up)
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low (low), oh (oh)