Ciara
My goodies, my goodies, my goodies
Not my goodies

Jazze Pha
Ladies and gentlemen
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Say, looky, looky, aw suki, suki
Want them goody goodies
That's my pookie tuki G
One girl, get your back up off the wall
Do that 'Matrix' part, but don't fall
Aw, no we ain't never done it
You want a hit, stamp so' nuff on it
(Ladies and gentlemen) pay attention
Ciara's what the game's been missin'
I ain't come here to play with y'all
And now I don't play no ball, I just ball
Drinks for all y'all, gin gale in it
Put your cups up, Zin Zale sent it

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

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I bet you want the goodies
Bet you thought about it
Got you all hot and bothered
Maybe 'cause I talk about it
Lookin' for the goodies
Keep on lookin', 'cause they stay in the jar
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Ciara
Just because you drive a Benz
I'm not goin' home wit' 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 may feel slick, tryin'a hit
But I'm not dumb
I'm not bein' too dramatic
It's just how I gotta have it

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T.I.
You way too hot to keep ya goodies on lock
I don't need a locksmith, I got the key to that box
I wanna see you next to me in that drop
Us chillin' in Tahiti, no shoes, no socks
Maybe in Jamaica, poppin' bottles on the yacht
Then back in Miami, grand hustle, no stop
Give it to me 'cause you wanna, I ain't workin' for it
You can keep ya nigga, look at me, look at me
(You think I'm payin' for it)

Ciara
You're insinuating that I'm hot
But these goodies boy, are not
Just for any of the many men, that's tryin'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'

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