Song Lyrics
Ciara - 1,2 Step
"1, 2 Step"
(feat. Missy Elliott)
[Intro]
Ladies and gentlemen (Ladies and gentlemen)
This is a Jazze Phizal (Jazze Phizal) productshizzle,
Missy (Missy),
The princess is here,
(She's here) Ciara, This beat is
[Verse 1]
Automatic supersonic hypnotic funky fresh,
Work my body so melodic,
This beat flows right through my chest,
Everybody ma and pappi came to party,
Grab somebody, work your body, work your body,
Let me see you 1,2 step
[Hook]
Rock it, don't stop it,
Everybody get on the floor,
Wake the party up,
We about to get it on,
(Let me see ya'll)
1,2 step,
(I love it when ya'll)
1,2 step
(Everybody)
1,2 step,
We about to get it on
This beat is
[Verse 2]
Outrageous so contagious make you crave it,
(Jazze made it),
So retarded, top charted,
Ever since the day I started,
Strut my stuff,
And yes I flaunt it,
Goodies make the boys jump on it
(Jump on it),
No I can't control myself,
Now let me do my 1,2 step
[Hook]
(We going to step it like this. Oooohwee)
[Bridge]
It don't matter to me,
We can dance slow
(Ladies and gentlemen),
Whichever way the beats drop,
Our bodies will go
(I like this ah),
So swing it over here,
Mr. DJ (Hey,Hey),
And we will, we will rock you up
It don't matter to me,
We can dance slow
(Dance slow yeah),
Whichever way the beats drop,
Our bodies will go,
So swing it over here,
Mr. DJ (Ladies and gentlemen),
And we will, we will rock you,
Lets shake
[Missy]
I shake it like jello,
And make the boys say hello,
Cause they know I'm rockin' the beat
(Rocking the beat),
I know you heard about a lot of great MC's,
But they ain't got nothing on me (nothing on me),
Because I'm 5 foot 2,
I wanna dance with you,
And I'm sophisticated fun,
I eat fillet mignon,
And I'm nice and young,
Best believe I'm number one
(Whoa)
[Hook x2]
This is for the hearing impaired,
A Jazze Pha production
[Fade out]
(oooohweee)
(oooohweee)
Song Lyrics
Ciara Ft. Petey Pablo - Goodies
"Goodies (Remix)"
(feat. T.I. & Jazze Pha)
[Ciara:] My goodies, my goodies, my goodies, NOT MY GOODIES!
[Verse 1 - Jazze Pha:]
Ladies and Gentlemen!
Whoa Whoa Whoa!
Say, looky looky. Aw suki suki!
Want dem goody goodies?
Dats my pookie tuki.G
one gurl! Get ya back up off tha wall.
Do dat matrix part but don't fall!
Aw naw we aint neva done it.
You want a hit? Stamp SHO' NUFF on it.
(Ladies and gentlemen) Pay attention.
Ciara's what the game been missin.
I aint come here to play wit yall.
And naw I dont play no ball, I just BALLLLL.
Dranks for all yall. Gin gale in it.
Put ya cups up! Zin Zale sent it.
[Verse 2 - 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.
[Chorus]
I bet you want the goodies.
Bet you thought about it.
Got you all hot and bothered.
Mad 'cause I talk about it.
Lookin for the goodies,
Keep on lookin cuz they stay in the jar.
Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh
[Verse 3 - 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.
If you ain't sexy, independent
I aint wit it so you already know.
I'm not bein 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 bein too dramatic, its just how I gotta have it.
[Chorus]
[Verse 4 - T.I.:]
You way too hot to keep ya goodies on lock.
Call me the 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 cuz you wanna, I aint workin for it.
You can keep ya nigga look at me, look at me.
(You think I'm hurting for it?)
[Verse 5 - Ciara:]
You're insuating that I'm hot
But these goodies boy are not.
Just for any of the many men that's tryna get on top
No you can't call me layta.
And I dont want your numba
I'm not changin stories, just respect the play I'm callin.
[Chorus 2x]
Song Lyrics
Ciara feat. Ludacris - Oh!
"Oh"
(feat. Ludacris)
[Verse 1:]
This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Verse 2:]
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
Still smoke hundred spokes, wood-grain armor-all
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin’ down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha ‘Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin’ what’s happenin’, huh?
I don’t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin’, face-crackilin’ huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin’ dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, run it back cuz tha song is called
[Hook: (2x)]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
Song Lyrics
Ciara and Justin Timberlake - Love Sex Magic
"Love Sex Magic"
(feat. Justin Timberlake)
1, 2, 3..go..uh, yeah
Ciara
Sex
Ciara
Here we go
Talk to me
[Ciara - Verse 1]
Touch is so magic to me, the strangiest things can happen
The way that you react to me I wanna do somethin you cant imagine, imagine
If it was a million me's talkin sexy do you like that
Give you an end though boy, if I give you my space and I need you to push it right back
[Ciara - Pre-Chorus]
Baby show me, show me whats your favorite trick that you wanna use on me
And ill volunteer, and ill be goin and goin to movin, this appears to nothin but shoes on me, Oh Baby
[Ciara & Justin Timberlake - Chorus]
I'll make sure its just you in the crowd doin tricks you never seen
And I bet that I can make you believe in love and sex and magic
So let me drive my body around you, I bet you know what I mean
Cause you know that I can make you believe in love and sex and magic
[Justin Timberlake - Verse 2]
Everyday aint what it seems, I wave my hands and I got you
And you feel so fine assist in me, but now its my turn to watch you, aint gon stop you
If you wanna grab my neck talk sexy do me like that
Just do what I taught you girl when I give you my heat, and I need you to push it right back
[Ciara - Pre-Chorus]
Baby show me, show me whats your favorite trick that you wanna use on me
And ill volunteer, and ill be goin and goin to movin, this appears to nothin but shoes on me, Oh Baby
[Ciara & Justin Timberlake - Chorus]
I'll make sure its just you in the crowd doin tricks you never seen
And I bet that I can make you believe in love and sex and magic
So let me drive my body around you, I bet you know what I mean
Cause you know that I can make you believe in love and sex and magic (Breakdown)
[(Ciara) Justin Timberlake]
Now....this is the part where we fall in love (OhOhOh, Sugar)
Let's slow it down so we fall in love (OhOhOh), but dont stop whatcha doin to me
Uh......Ciara......Uh......Bring it back
[Repeat Chorus x2] Uh!
Uh, Yeah, Uh Uh Uh, Yeah I see you on the floor
Get it girl, Luv, Sex and Magic
I see you on the floor, You know what I mean
Get it girl, I bet that I can make you believe in love and sex and magic, Ow!
I see you on the floor, Get it girl..
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