(Ciara)

My Goodies, My Goodies, My Goodies

Not my goodies!

(Verse 1: Petey Pablo)

I got a sick reputation for handlin broads

All I need is a few seconds more.

And it's a wrap

You can tell the lady to bring my lap

And I ain't comin back

So you can put a car right there.

I'm the truth

And ain't got nothin' to prove.

An you can ask anybody

Cuz they seen me do it.

Barracades, I run right through 'em

I'm used to 'em.

Throw all the dirt you want I'm used to it

Bone her back pickin' at a baskets of fruit.

(I love you boo)

Yeah freak and Petey love you too.

Ha Ha

You know how I do

(Hook: 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:

I want a sexy, independent, gotta spend it type that's gettin' his dough

I'm not bein too dramatic that's how i I gotta have it.

(Chorus: Ciara)

I bet you want the goddies

Bet you thought about it.

Got you all hot and bothered.

Mad 'cause I talk around it

If your lookin for the goodies

Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar

Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh yeah

(Verse 2: Ciara)

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.

If you ain't

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 may talk slick

Try hit

But I'm not dumb

I'm not bein too dramatic it's just how I gotta have it

(Chorus: Ciara)

I bet you want the goodies

Bet you thought about it

Got you all hot and bothered.

Mad 'cause I talk around it it.

If your lookin for the goodies

Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar

Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh

(Verse 3: Petey Pablo)

So damn hot but so young.

You ain't got milk in your tongue

Slow down lil one

And you ain't got it all

Hey shorty

You don't play the game

You think you bad but you ain't bad

I'll show you what bad is.

Bad is when you capable of beatin' the bag

I been workin' at it ever 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' again

All I got to do is tell a girl who I am (Petey!)

Ain't one chick in here dat I can't have

Bada boom bada bam ba bam!

(Verse 4: Ciara)

You're insinuating that I'm hot

But these goodies boy are not

Just for any of the many men that's tryna 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)