Goodies feat. petey pablo Lyrics
Goodies feat. petey pablo Lyrics |
||
|
|
|
| Browse by artist name | Search in artists | Browse by soundtrack |
| A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # | A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # |
Goodies feat. petey pablo Lyricsby Ciara Buy album CD: Goodies Ciara) My Goodies, My Goodies, My Goodies Not my goodies! (Verse 1: Petey Pablo) I got a sick reputation for handlin 'em bras All I need is me 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. And you can ask anybody that they seen me do Barracades, I run right through 'em Cuz they seen me do it. 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 it (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 let's get in the store I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way i I gotta have it. (Chorus: Ciara) I bet you want my body 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 to 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 my body 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, yeah (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 long 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 baddest 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 Work 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 Just respect the play I'm callin'. And I don't want your number. I'm not changin' stories Just respect the player part it (Chorus 2) uh yeah...
|
|
|||||||||
| DMCA Policy | Add/correct lyrics | Request lyrics | Links | Privacy | Contact us | © STLyrics.com 2002 - | |||||||||
