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Oh

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Oh was released on January 30, 2026 by Lithuania HQ as a part of the album Oh - Single

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Danell Arma

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Christopher Bridges

Christopher Bridges

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Vidal Davis

Songwriter

Andre Harris

Songwriter

Ciara Harris

Songwriter

Lyrics

Uh, it's another one, yeah, another one

Dre and Vidal

Ciara, showin' up

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 for?"

Shawty can't handle this, Ciara got that fire like

Oh (Oh), 'round here we ridin' slow (Slow)

We keep it gutta, you should know

Gettin' crunk off in the club, we gets low, oh

Oh (Oh), all my ladies to the floor (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 redbone

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 for?"

Shawty can't handle this

Ciara got that fire like

Oh (Oh), 'round here we ridin' slow (Yeah, we ride slow, oh, oh)

We keep it gutta, you should know (You should know)

Gettin' crunk off in the club, we gets low (Get low) oh (Oh, whoa)

Oh (Oh), all my ladies (Get down) to the floor

Handle it ladies, back it up

Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh

Yeah, Luda, okay

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

'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 every time, 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 genius

I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel

Trunk-rattlin', what's happenin', huh?

I don't even think I need the speed

Bass-travelin', face-cracklin', huh?

Turn it up and make the speakers bleed

Dirty south, we ballin', dawg

And never think about fallin', dawg

Ghetto harmonizin', surprisin'

Run it back 'cause the song is called

Oh (Oh), 'round here we ridin' slow (Ridin' slow)

We keep it gutta, 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, 'round here we ridin' slow

We keep it gutta, 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

Written by: Andre Harris, Balewa Muhammed, Christopher Bridges, Ciara, Don Carlos Price, Vidal Davis

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