All Saints - All Hooked Up - Single Version Lyrics

Lyrics All Hooked Up - Single Version - All Saints



C'mon, c-c'mon (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 I'm fine!
Give me your number
I won't 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
Don't you know that a guy like you
Wouldn't last
Not a player - don't get paid
I'll leave you hangin' (I'll leave you hangin')
For days
Don't send me flowers they won't do (no, no, no, no,)
Don't give me diamond rings
Cos I'll take them and call you a fool
C'mon why you do me like that
Can't you see that I wanna feel that?
C'mon why you do me like that
Can't you see that I wanna feel that?
Why's this fool all up in my ass
Doesn't he know I want class not trash
Why's this fool all up in my ass
Doesn't he know that I got my own cash
I know that you want a piece of my ass
Don't you know that a guy like you wouldn't last
Look don't touch, you're askin' much
Why's this fool all up in my ass
Doesn't he know I want class not trash
Why's this fool all up in my ass
Doesn't 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 you want a piece of my ass
Don't you know that a guy like you wouldn't last
Look don't touch you're askin' much
I know that you want a piece of my ass
I'm all hooked up, you're outa luck
Don't you know that a guy like you wouldn't last
Look don't touch you're askin' much



Writer(s): Gordon Karl Clive Jnr, Lewis Tricia Marie Shaznay


All Saints - All Hooked Up
Album All Hooked Up
date of release
10-04-2006




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