Lyrics:

Here's another one, yeah another one
Trey, T styles
Ciara
Shonuff

[Ciara]
This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha 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
[Bridge]
They got the southern cookin, they got them fellas lookin
Thinkin I was easy I can see it
That's when i say no, what for?
Shawty can't handle this, Ciara got that fire like

[Chorus]
Oh
Round here we ridin slow
We keep it gutta , you should know
Gettin crunk up in the club, we gets low
Oh
Oh (oh)
All ma ladies to da floor
Handle it, ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club, we gets low
Oh

[Ciara]
Ready? Take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin ball
Still smoke, hundred-spoke, wood grain armor all
Light skinned, thick chicks
Fellas call em red bones
Close cuts, braids long, gangstas love em all

[Bridge]
They got the southern cookin, they got them fellas lookin
Wishin I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what for?
Shawty can't handle this, Ciara got that fire like

[Chorus]
Oh (oh oh oh)
Round here we ridin slow (we ride it slow, oh oh)
We keep it gutta you should know (you should know)
Gettin crunk up in tha club, we gets low (get low)
Oh (oh ohhh)