My Goodies, My Goodies, My Goodies
Not my goodies!
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:
I want a sexy, independent, gotta spend it type that's gettin' his dough
I'm not bein too dramatic that's how i I gotta have it.
I bet you want the goddies
Bet you thought about it.
Got you all hot and bothered.
mad 'cause I talk around it
If your lookin for the goodies
Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh yeah
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 bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it
You may talk slick
Try hit
But I'm not dumb
I'm not bein too dramatic it's just how 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 it.
If your lookin for the goodies
Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh
Terri's music hit's over the loud speaker. The fireworks shoot out from the sides of the ring, and the long ramp leading to the ring. The fans are on their feet, as her music video plays over the titan trone. Terri walks out wearing a revealing little outfit, as usual, and stops and bends her knees and does her little she devil horns. She skips down the ring, and slaps a few lucky fans hands. She gets up the steps, and slowly makes her way under the bottom rope, bending over revealing some of her own "goodies". She climbs into the ring, and heads over to the top rope facing the front crowd, towards the camera. She gets leans over revealing both her assets, and the fans go nuts. She swings down, and walks over and looks around as she stands with her hands on her hips. She grabs a mic, and brings it to her lips as the crowd hushes down, so she may speak.
~!~Terri Runnels~!~
~!~Thanks guys! Sable, Im gonna make this short and sweet. I don't like you. I never have. Hell, you and I have a past together. We are the 2 diva's that have been in this buissness the longest. Ever since we met back in WWE, and had our little feud going. We competed for the lime light. Who was the better diva? Who ran the ring? Well I prooved back then, that I did, and I will do it again. You see we may be "around" the same age, but lets take a reall good look at eachother, and ask ourselves, who really looks older. You have me, with my golden skin, my beautiful NATURAL blonde hair, and my perfect little figure. You on the other hand, have so many wrinkles you look like you jumped out of the laundry dryer, your pale, your skin just seemed to slide off the side of your face, and your boobs are far enough apart you could drive a semi through them. I would say all and all, I not only look better, but I am better then you. I have double the skills you have, I just never got the chance to proove them to everyone. Its true, I was sitting in the back, being valet after valet to wrestler after wrestler, shaking my money maker, while you were out there getting title shots, matches, and collecting all the fame that I should have been getting, left and right. But nooo, you did, you got it all. But times have changed. Were in the Xplostion federation now, and I plan on taking back the spotlight which is so rightfully mine bitch! You think you have a shot here, just because, ok you won some titles a few times, well guess what I am the first ever womens hardcore champion, back in WWE! and if you think you've seen hardcore, trust me, you haven't seen anything yet!
~!~But seriously I decided Sable, that you aren't even worth a present. I gave Lana and Lucy lovely little parting gifts, but I have decided that I am not going to give you a damn thing. My personal gift to you will be kicking your ass all around that ring on RAW! I am going to show you just how hardcore I can truley be, and that you are way past your prime baby. Usually if you go through menopause, its a sign that you shouldnt be wrestling anymore sweetie. Its just a bad sign all together. So, your lucky your not going to get one of my special little presents, like Lana and Lucy. The present enough, is having you sit back, trying to figure out ways that you can look like your not extinct, and ways to get out of this match. But its not going to happen. I dont want it to happen. I want to get in that ring with you, and kick your butt left and right. It's going to be fun! So Sable, do what you have to do to prepare for this match. Put your gurdle on, snap your fake teeth in, put your super duper extra wire bra on, to hold up those saggy boobs of yours, and tape up your limbs, and what not. Because I am going to put you through hell and back. I am going to walk out the womens #1 contendor, and when you see me walking around with whatever belt I want you can try and be just like me, but it will never ever happen! But keep trying.
As to the other ladies, you already have your gifts and you know how much you truley mean to me. *laughs* But I really truley want to wish you luck, I do. Don't get me wrong, I may come off as a mean nasty bitch, who just wants to make your lives miserable, but...Ok well I do, and that is me. But seriously, please, I want you to know that I wish you all the luck in the world. I wish a lot of things for you. I wish you would step into the ring with me, and get hurt very very badly. I wish you would be humiliated, and embaressed, and I wish, finnally, I really wish, that you would be forever known and remembered as the ugly,skanky, loser, hasbend, bitches that you all are. This match is going to write that in stone for all the years to come, but hey look at it this way Atleast I would have made you famous! If any of you bitches think your going to get into the ring with this sexy diva, and take me on, your all dead wrong. If you have to try and gang up on me, go for it. Try, and all team up like the little bands of hounds you are, because it will just make my job even funner. So ladies, good luck, you will defiantly need it. I will see you on RAW!
I bet you want my goodies...Terri's music plays again, and she continues to laugh and smile evilly. She is quite proud of herself, as she drops the mic to the floor, and hops out of the ring, She climbs under the ropes, and blows kisses to all the cheering fans. She heads up the ramp, skipping, and stops at the top. The pyro shoots off, and she raises her arms high in the air, and does the devil horns. The lights flicker, and the tv hits to a commercial, as her music fades, and the commentators talk about what they have just seen, as Terri heads to the back, the fans still cheering, and she is walking laughing, as she suddenly runs into Micheal Cole. He stops her, for a quick interview, Terri sighs but agrees, because she is in such a great mood.
~!~Micheal Cole~!~ Terri, no present for Sable like you said?
~!~Terri Runnels~!~ *She isnt even good enough for one Micheal, shes the one I am least worried about, shes so old she might break her hip.?
~!~Micheal Cole~!~ So, thats it, thats it, untill RAW this coming week. Are you looking foward to it?
~!~Terri Runnels~!~Well duhh, Micheal. I am so hyped up, I cant wait to get in there kick some ass, and get that title shot.
~!~Micheal Cole~!~ It is a big step in anyones career. This could make you huge.
~!~Terri Runnels~!~ Please I already am a huge star and if u dont see that I am sorry.
~!~Micheal Cole~!~ Well, I guess thats all then. Good luck in your match.
~!~Terri Runnels~!~ Yeah, Yeah..Goodbye Micheal, see you on the flip side...
~!~Terri walks off skipping happily, and smiling. Micheal stands their, and tells his crew to wrap it up, and cut. He walks off, as we cut off to a commercial and the scene fades off to black ,as a raw promotional commercial cuts, and the scene ends.
