4 Goodies Lyrics

Ciara Goodies

[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 me a few seconds or more.
It's a rap
Tell the lady to bring my lap
And I ain't comin back
So you can put the car right there.
I'm the truth
And I ain't got nothin' to prove.
An 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 its no use
still gonna have a pin up in a fabulous room
on her back pickin' at a basket 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:
a s__y, independent, gotta spend it type that's gettin' his dough
I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way 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.
lookin for the goodies
Keep on lookin' 'cause they stay in the jar
Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh

[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.
'cause i'm, s__y, 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're Think ur slick
Trynna hit
But im not
DUMB
I'm not being too dramatic
Its just how I gotta have it
[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Petey Pablo]
Wait a minute
So d___ hot but so young.
you ain't got milk on your tongue
Slow down lil one
And you ain't got it all
Hey shorty you ain't got it all
You think ur 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 since I came to this planet
And I ain't quite there yet but I'm gettin' better at it.
Matter of fact,
Let me tell it to you one mo' again
All I got to do is tell a girl who I am (Petey!)
Ain't nann chick in here that I can't have
Bada boom bada bam bam 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 trying to 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)