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Lyrics:
Cmon,c-cmon(say what ,say what) Yo Yo,there she go Go girl with your fine ass
You keep askin for my time You keep tellin me,that Im fine! Give me your number I wont call! Give me your pager too Not at all will I call,not at all
I know that you want a piece of my ass Dont you know that a guy like you Wouldnt last
Not a player-dont get paid Ill leave you hangin(Ill leave you hangin) For days Dontsend me flowers they wont do(no,no,no,no,) Dontgive me diamond rings Cos Ill take them and call you a fool
Cmon why you do me like that Cant you see that I wanna feel that? Cmon why you do melike that Cant you see that I wanna feel that?
Whys this fool all up in my ass Doesnt he know I want class not trash Whys this fool all up in my ass Doesnt he know that Igot my own cash
I know that you want a piece of my ass Dont you know that a guy like you wouldnt last Look dont touch ,youre askinmuch
Whys this fool all up in my ass Doesnt he know I want class not trash Whysthis fool all up in my ass Doesnt he know that I got my own cash
Na,na baby (uh,uh) Na,na baby(uh,uh) Na,na baby(uh,uh) You want what you can not have
I know that youwant a piece of my ass Dont you know that a guy like you wouldnt last Look dont touch youre askin much
I know that you want a piece of my ass Im all hooked up, youre outa luck Dont you know that aguy likeyou wouldntlast Look dont touch youre askin much
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