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 gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh
Oh, all my ladies to the flo'
Handle it, ladies back it up
Getting' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh

Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
Still spoke hundred spokes, 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, all my ladies to the flo'
Handle it, ladies back it up
Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh

Southern style, get wild, old school's 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, I'm flexin' still
Same price different time, hot song, jumped on ‘cause Ciara got s** 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 cracklin', huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed

Dirty South, we ballin' dawg
And neva think about fallin' dawg
Ghetto harmonizin', surprisin'
Runnin' back ‘cause the song is called

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

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