Ciara - Goodies Lyrics

(feat. Petey Pablo)

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My goodies, my goodies, my goodies 
Not my goodies 

[Petey Pablo] 
I got a sick reputation for handlin' broads 
All I need is me a few seconds or more 
And it's my rap 
Tell valet to bring my 'Lac 
And I ain't comin' back 
So you can put the car right there 
I'm the truth 
I ain't got nothin' to prove 
And you can ask anybody 
Cause they seen me do it 
Barracades, I run right through 'em 
I'm used to 'em 
Throw all the dirt you want, it's no use 
You still won't have a pinup in a fabulous room 
On her back, pickin' out baskets of fruit 
(I love you, boo) 
Yeah, Freaky Petey loves you too 
Ha, ha 
You know how I do 

[Ciara] 
You may look at me and think that 
I'm just a young girl 
But I'm not just a young girl 
Baby, this is what I'm lookin' for 
Sexy, independent, down-to-spend-it type that's gettin' his dough 
I'm not bein' too dramatic 
That's the way I gotta have it 

[chorus] 
I bet you want the goodies 
Bet you thought about it 
Got you all hot and bothered 
Mad cause I talk about it 
If you're lookin' for the goodies 
Keep on lookin', cause they stay in the jar 
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah 

Just because you drive a Benz 
I'm not goin' home with you 
You won't get no nookie or the cookies 
I'm no rookie 
And still I'm sexy, independent 
I ain't wit' it, so you already know 
I'm not bein' too dramatic 
That's the way I gotta have it 
You think you're slick 
Tryn'a hit 
But I'm not dumb 
I'm not bein' too dramatic 
It's just how I gotta have it 

[chorus] 

[Petey Pablo] 
So damn hot, but so young 
Still got milk on ya tongue 
Slow down lil' one 
And you ain't got it all 
Hey shorty 
You think you bad, but you ain't bad 
I'll show you what bad is 
Bad is when you're capable of beatin' the baddest 
I been workin' at it since I came to this planet 
And I ain't quite there yet, but I'm gettin' better at it 
Matter of fact 
Lemme tell it to you one mo' 'gain 
All I got to do is tell a girl who I am (Petey) 
Ain't ne'er chick in here that I can't have 
Bada boom bada bam da bam 

You're insinuating that I'm hot 
But these goodies boy, are not 
Just for any of the many men that's tryn'a get on top 
No, you can't call me later 
And I don't want your number 
I'm not changin' stories 
Just respect the play I'm callin' 

[chorus 2x] 

Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh  

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lyrics submitted by leilani
lyrics corrected by Kelsey on 02-04-2007