Lyrics:

Ciara:
My goodies, my goodies, my goodies, not my goodies!

Petey Pablo:
I got a sick reputation for handlin’ broads.
All I need is me a few seconds or more
And it’s a wrap
Tell valet to bring my ‘Lac
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
And you can ask anybody
‘Cause they seen me do it.
Barricades I run right through em
I’m used to em
Throw all the dirt you want, it’s no use
You still won’t have a pinup in a fabulous room
Bone her back, pickin’ out a basket of fruit
(I love you, boo)
Yeah freaky Petey love you too
Heh, Heh, you know how I do 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
A sexy, independent, gonna spend it, type that’s gettin’ his dough
I’m not being 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
Mab’ ‘cause I talk around it
Lookin’ for the goodies keep on looking ‘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 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 being 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 being too dramatic
It’s just how I gotta have it.

(Chorus)

Petey:
So damn hot, but so young
Still 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’re bad, but you ain’t bad
I’ll show you what bad is
Bad is when you’re 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 getting’ better at it
Matter of fact lemme tell it to you one more again
All I got to do is tell a girl who I am
Ain’t ne’er chick in here that I can’t have
Bada boom bada bam ba bam

Ciara:
You’re insinuating that I’m hot
But these goodies boy are not
Just for any of the many men that’s try’na get on top
No you can’t call me later
And I don’t want your number
I ain’t changin’ stories
Just respect the play im calling

(Chorus x2)