[Ciara]
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My Goodies, My Goodies, My Goodies
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Not my goodies!
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[Verse 1: Petey Pablo]
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I got a sick reputation for handlin broads
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All I need is me a few seconds or more.
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And in my rap
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Tell valet to bring my 'Lac
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And I ain't comin back
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So you can put a car right there.
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I'm the truth
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And ain't got nothin' to prove.
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An you can ask anybody
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Cuz they seen me do it.
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Barracades, I run right through 'em
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I'm used to 'em.
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Throw all the dirt you want it's no use.
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You still won't have a pinup in a fabulous room
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On her back pickin' out baskets of fruit.
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(I love you boo)
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Yeah freak and Petey love you too.
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Ha Ha
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You know how I do..
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[Hook: Ciara]
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You may look at me and think that I'm
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Just a young girl
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But I'm not just a young girl.
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Baby this is what I'm lookin' for:
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Sexy, independent, down to spend it type that's gettin' his dough
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I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it.
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[Chorus: Ciara]
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I bet you want the goodies.
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Bet you thought about it.
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Got you all hot and bothered.
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Mad cuz I talk about it.
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Lookin for the goodies
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Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
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Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh
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[Verse 2: Ciara]
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Just because you drive a Benz
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I'm not goin home with you.
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You won't get no nookie or the cookies
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I'm no rookie.
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And still I'm
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Sexy, independent
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I ain't wit' it so you already know.
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I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it
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You think you're slick
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Tryna hit
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But I'm not dumb
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I'm not bein too dramatic it's just how I gotta have it
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[Chorus: Ciara]
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I bet you want the goodies.
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Bet you thought about it.
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Got you all hot and bothered.
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Mad cuz I talk about it.
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Lookin for the goodies
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Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
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Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh
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[Verse 3: Petey Pablo]
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So damn hot but so young.
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Still got milk on ya tongue
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Slow down lil one
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And you ain't got it all
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Hey shawty
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You think you bad but you ain't bad
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I'll show you what bad is.
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Bad is when you capable of beatin' the baddest.
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I been workin' at it ever since I came to this planet
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And I ain't quite there yet but I'm gettin' better at it.
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Matter of fact,
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Lemme tell it to you one mo' again
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All I got to do is tell a girl who I am (Petey!)
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Ain't naa chick in here dat I can't have
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Bada boom bada bam ba bam!
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[Verse 4: Ciara]
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You're insinuating that I'm hot
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But these goodies boy are not
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Just for any of the many men that's tryna get on top.
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No you can't call me later
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And I don't want your number.
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I'm not changin' stories
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Just respect the play I'm callin'.
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[Chorus]
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I bet you want the goodies.
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Bet you thought about it.
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Got you all hot and bothered.
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Mad cuz I talk about it.
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Lookin for the goodies
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Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
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Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh
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[Chorus]
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I bet you want the goodies.
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Bet you thought about it.
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Got you all hot and bothered.
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Mad cuz I talk about it.
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Lookin for the goodies
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Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
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Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh
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Uh...Yeah...Uh...Yeah..Uh Uh Uh
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Goodies
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Petey Pablo |