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This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on the Cadillac
White tees, Nikes, 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 up in the club, we gets low, oh Oh (oh), all my ladies to the floor Handle it ladies, back it up Gettin` crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh Buddy, take a new whip, paint strip, into 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 ghetto, you should know Gettin` crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh Oh (oh), all my ladies to the floor Handle it ladies back it up Gettin` crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh (Yeah, yo, Luda!) [Ludacris] Ok, southern-style, get wild Old schools comin` down In a different color whip (whip, whip) Picture perfect, you might wanna Take a 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, I`m flexin` still Same price everytime, hot song Jumped on cause 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`, ha I don`t even think I need to speed Bass-travelin`, face-cracklin`, ha Turn it up and make the speakers bleed Dirty south, we ballin` dog And never think about fallin` dog Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, run it back Cause the song is called... Oh, round here we ridin` slow We keep it ghetto, you should know Gettin` crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh Oh (oh), all my ladies to the floor 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 floor Handle it ladies, back it up Gettin` crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh (oh, oh, oh, oh.....)
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