(Verse 1) I'm on him he on me he like how I rock that thing he like how I rock my jeans he got everything I need think I'm dope he's a phene then he switched
I know you're lyin' But sometimes I wanna feel good deep inside it Hurts so bad but if feels so good I can't deny it Feels like heaven on Earth and the
ain?t coming back no more Don?t fight for me You took my air to breath No chance to deceive so why you?re missing me 2010/09/ciara-why-you-lyrics I know
Wait a minute motherf**ker ! Chorus: You gotta twerk a little it didn't work to me, now turn back and make a try Now pick it up, girl tease him with
Uh yeah... (Auwwww) [verse 1] It's been a long while, i think i needa (shut em up) Yeah, they talking to much, i gotta (shut em up) I don't listen
when we started, i was? ever seen. when we parted, now i'm the worst the girl you've met, i don't get it! how could you lie to yourself? i gave my all
404 612, hand me the phone, I'll put it in for you Find myself slow dancin' to the song See you watching, baby, I will put you on Get up on me and I might
Oh, I, oh, I, yeah, yeah, yeah Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up I don't want
[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
"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
Ciara on the track and she from the, the (A) Ludacris once again and I'm from the, the (A) Ciara, Ludacris and we gon rep that (A) (Ay, Ay, Ay, yep) Let
Ciara Uh-huh Ciara Uh-huh Catch me in the mall, you know I buy it out G5 plane, yeah, I fly it out Lud's in the back look like Lex in them 28's And,
Say what You look good (say it two times) You look good good (say it three times) You look good good good (say it four times) Oh oh oh oh good [verse
Killa (X8) I don't buy nothin less than 20z I don't lend nothin less findiz You know , prada , gucci , louis You know channel Loui b You know I aint
[Ciara] Am looking for a trap star slick talker ghetto bamma dont matter red or blue bandana wheels to big how they fittin on your car [ I DONT KNOW THIS
Ahh, yeah, Didn't thin you'd expect this one right ? C Breezy Excuse me Mr. DJ you need to turn it up This song is fire i'm about to burn it up You ready
Aah, yeah, didn't think you'd expect this one right? C Breezy, excuse me Mr. DJ you need to turn it up This song is fire, I'm about to burn it up You
My head is over my heels 'cause, boy, you got my heart And if you play me, it would tear my world apart My justice, part of the deal so, baby, play ya
