Letra de De

[Ludacris]

Ciara on the track and she from the, the (A!)
Ludacris once again and i´m from the, the (A!)
Ciara, Ludacris and we gon rep that (A!)
(A, A, A, yep!) Let´s Go!

[Ciara-verse 1]

See me in the club rockin Christian Louboutin
I should be in Iraq, shawty, cuz I am the bomb
I got a million dollar house on my earlobe
Boy, I know you want it, but what do you got on it?
You know me! (deepness and beauty, tons under my rim)
You know me! (Yeah, we all singers but I´m not quite like them) You know me! (If he´s a buster then you won´t see me with him) Yeah, I know you want it, but what do you got on it?

(Chorus)
Cuz I´m high price
Better have on a hot pair of Nikes,
can´t buy me anything I like cuz i ´lready own it
High price, Better have on a hot pair of Nikes,
can´t buy me anything I like cuz i ´lready own it
Already, A- A- A- Already (Holdin)(yep!)

See me in the bank-head Fresh up out the hair salon
Booty look softer then a McDonalds Hamburger bun
I got the editable dessert on my wrist!
Please beleive I´m a ten, Yeah shawty I´m the shit!
You know me! (deepness and beauty, tons under my rim)
You know me! (Yeah, we all singers but I´m not quite like them) You know me! (If he´s a buster then you won´t see me with him) Yeah, I know you want it, but what do you got on it?

(Chorus)
Cuz I´m high price
Better have on a hot pair of Nikes,
can´t buy me anything I like cuz i ´lready own it
High price, Better have on a hot pair of Nikes,
can´t buy me anything I like cuz i ´lready own it
Already, A- A- A- Already (Holdin)(yep!)

Now you can have anything that you want
and Imma keep throwin ya, throwin ya, throwin ya stacks
Do everything that he want
Just keep throwin it, throwin it, throwin it back
I´m holdin, holdin a hundred grand in my left hand rocks with the right
285 horses, drop-top porsches Yep, I box through the night
Floatin´ like a butterfly
Sting like a bee for my honey pie
I´m Southern-Fly Soon as CiCi sees me she sings me a lullaby
And other guys can´t match up to my bank account and its hard to see
How I don´t work hard for the money but my money works hard for me
Let´s go on a shopping spree to an expensive place
Then I lick you up and I lick you down cuz I love your expensive taste
So sweet, yes, bon appetite´ I´m a freak, you can see me smilin´ Took the money that I got from the verse flew me and CiCi to the Fiji Islands
Wildin´ all on the beach all in the sheets, preach!
Straight shots of saki, I´ll speaks for my team, No papparazzi you freaks
Big plans And you know what they say about a man with big hands And my woman is my number-one fan Hotdamn!

(Chorus)
Cuz I´m high price Better have on a hot pair of Nikes,
Cant buy me anything i like cuz i ´lready own it
High price