11.04.2007
ciara songtexte
 like a boy..
Like A Boy

[Verse: 1]
Pull up your pants
(Just Like Em')
Take out the trash
(Just Like Em')
You can dig cash like em'
Fast like em'
Girl you outta act like ya dig
(What I'm talkin' bout')
Security codes on everything
Vibrate so your phone don't ever ring
(Joint Account)
And another one he don't know about

[Hook]
Wish we could switch up the roles
And I could be that...
Tell you I love you
But when you call I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me?...
Like where you be at?
Cause I'm out 4 in the morning
On the corna roll'n
Do'n my own thing
Ohh

[Chorus]
What if I?
Had a thing on the side?
Made ya cry?
Would the rules change up?
Or would they still apply?
If I played you like a toy?
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

Can't be get'n mad!
What You Mad?
Can't Handle that!
Can't be get'n mad!
What you mad?
Can't handle that!

[Verse: 2]
Girl go head and be...
(Just Like Em')
Go run the streets
(Just Like Em')
come home late say sleep like em'
Creep like em'
Front with ya friends
Act hard when you're with em' like em'
(What)
Keep a straight face when ya tell a lie
Always keep an anti-alibi
(Keep Him In The Dark)
What he don't know won't break his heart

[Hook]
Wish we could switch up the roles
And I could be that...
Tell you I love you
But when you call I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me?...
Like where you be at?
Cause I'm out 4 in the morning
On the corna roll'n
Do'n my own thing
Yeah

[Chorus]
What if I?
Had a thing on the side?
Made ya cry?
Would the rules change up?
Or would they still apply?
If I played you like a toy?
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

Can't be get'n mad!
What You Mad?
Can't Handle that!
Can't be get'n mad!
What you mad?
Can't handle that!
Can't be get'n mad!
What you mad?
Can't handle that!
Can't be get'n mad!
What you mad?
Can't handle that!

[Bridge]
If I was always gone
With the sun get'n home
(Would Ya Like That?)
Told you I was with my crew
When I knew it wasn't true
(Would Ya Like That?)
If I act like you
Walk A mile off in yo shoes
(Would Ya Like That?)
I'm mess'n with your head again
Dose of your own medicine

[Chorus]
What if I?
Had a thing on the side?
Made ya cry?
Would the rules change up?
Or would they still apply?
If I played you like a toy?
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

Can't be get'n mad!
What You Mad?
Can't Handle that!
Can't be get'n mad!
What you mad?
Can't handle that!
Can't be get'n mad!
What you mad?
Can't handle that!
Can't be get'n mad!
What you mad?
Can't handle that!

If I played you...
Would yo like that?
Had friends...
Would you like that?
Nother car?
Would you like that?
Hell naw
You wouldn't like that
No!

What if I made ya cry!
Would they still apply!
What if I...
If I played you like a toy
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy!

goodies
Ciara]
My Goodies, My Goodies, My Goodies
Ciara Not my goodies!

[Verse 1: Petey Pablo]
I got a sick reputation for handlin broads
Goodies All I need is me a few seconds or more.
And in my rap
Songtexte Tell valet to bring my 'Lac
And I ain't comin back
Songtext So you can put a car right there.
I'm the truth
Lyrics And ain't got nothin' to prove.
An you can ask anybody
Lyric Cuz they seen me do it.
Barracades, I run right through 'em
Liedertexte I'm used to 'em.
Throw all the dirt you want it's no use.
Liedertext You still won't have a pinup in a fabulous room
Alle On her back pickin' out baskets of fruit.
(I love you boo)
Ciara Yeah freaky petey love you too.
Ha Ha
You know how I do..
Goodies
[Hook: Ciara]
You may look at me and think that I'm
Songtexte Just a young girl
But I'm not just a young girl.
Songtext Baby this is what I'm lookin' for:
Sexy, independent, down to spend it type that's gettin' his dough
Lyrics I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it.
Lyric
[Chorus: Ciara]
I bet you want the goodies.
Bet you thought about it.
Liedertexte Got you all hot and bothered.
Mayb' cuz I talk about it.
Liedertext Lookin for the goodies
Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
Alle Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh

[Verse 2: Ciara]
Just because you drive a Benz
Ciara I'm not goin home with you.
You won't get no nookie or the cookies
Goodies I'm no rookie.
And still I'm
Sexy, independent
I ain't wit' it so you already know.
Songtexte I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it
Songtext You think you're slick
Tryna hit
But I'm not dumb
Lyrics I'm not bein too dramatic it's just how I gotta have it
Lyric
[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Petey Pablo]
So damn hot but so young.
Liedertexte Still got milk on ya tongue
Slow down lil one
And you ain't got it all
Liedertext Hey shawty
You think you bad but you ain't bad
Alle I'll show you what bad is.
Bad is when you capable of beatin' the baddest.
Ciara I been workin' at it since I came to this planet
Goodies And I ain't quite there yet but I'm gettin' better at it.
Songtexte Matter of fact,
Lemme tell it to you one mo' again
Songtext All I got to do is tell a girl who I am (Petey!)
Lyrics Ain't naa chick in here dat I can't have
Lyric Bada boom bada bam ba bam!

[Verse 4: Ciara]
You're insinuating that I'm hot
Liedertexte But these goodies boy are not
Just for any of the many men that's tryna get on top.
Liedertext No you can't call me later
And I don't want your number.
Alle I'm not changin' stories
Just respect the play I'm callin'.
Ciara
[Chorus (2X)]
Uh...Yeah...Uh...Yeah Uh Uh Uh
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