Yeah, here's a 'bout my homeboy Randy He was hooked on a named Candy off as sex for fun Now got him on the run
Made love to her just one Now she runs his body and He everyday on the phone but baby's playin' games Leave a message at the
Soft and is not her style This girl is so damn All my partners get next to her But she down with that
She right through 'em, yeah, like paper plates 'em up and she throws 'em away If you had any today You'd get your butt up and you'd away
But hooked Know what I'm sayin'? hooked
Yo, get tough was your new over a girl, boy, you insane She you like a dirty diaper Use you one time and then she you out
You understand what I'm If you're a man, you'll stop delaying, Try to act like you mack You can't go an hour without that sex
wrong, boy, is it that good? There's a lot of that would and could Take you, but you're so weak I think you to see
help for your problems Lay on the couch and let the doctor 'em Talkin' to you and now he took your You're on that, honey
You're Fellas, you know I'm sayin'? He's hooked Ain't got an ounce of mack in him, he's
Yeah, baby, runs you she takes money While you'll back cryin' over honey Now, I must admit fly But I'll be if, oh me, oh my
If I ever let a run my thing I'm poppin' it the you know what I'm sayin'? So understand, you be real hard treat her like a dog, but let her know
You'll pull her card if she ever outta hand What is you a boy or a Stand up and tell you ain't gonna be shook Yo punk, hooked
On SSSY I don't why? I don't stand by And just let a run over me Fool, I'm a man you see boy
hooked Yeah, you're Might as well her to me, man Let me do the vile thing, you're Shit, I'm it man, you're hooked
Yo man, it out Let me to you for second so What's up, Yo, man, come here, man, You know, man, you ain't, you doin' it right man, you're off man
See, you know what the is? That ring I bought her the weren't big enough I'm ya' the diamonds weren't, I'm goin' You know what she wants I'm goin' ya'
When I first met her she said she wanted a I'm gonna' get her a 'Vette, A I'm gonna get her the 'Vette, I'm get her the 'Vette, No man, no No man, hey, up
Now it's Saturday, the day you hate Why? Because from to coast You see everyday in the club, called Kickin' it Reminds you of baby when you to be, with it But now she took you one for sex And so sprung that the next time she seen ya We she had to leave you
Boy, you're Boy, hooked