My Goodies, My Goodies, My Goodies Not my goodies!
I got a sick reputation for handling 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 coming back So you can put a car right there. I'm the truth And ain't got nothin' to prove. An you can ask anybody Cuz they seen me do it. Barricades, I run right through 'em I'm used to 'em.
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 being too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it.
I bet you want the goodies. Bet you thought about it. Got you all hot and bothered. Mad cause I talk around it. Looking for the goodies Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh