Yeah, here's a story 'bout my Randy He was hooked on a girl Candy off as sex for fun Now got him on the run
Made to her just one time Now she his body and mind He calls everyday on the phone but playin' games a message at the tone
Soft and is not her style This girl is so damn All my wanna get next to her But she ain't down that
She moves right 'em, yeah, like paper plates Tears 'em up and she 'em away If you had any guts You'd get your butt up and you'd walk
But hooked Know what I'm sayin'? hooked
Yo, get was your new campaign over a girl, boy, you insane She treats you like a diaper Use you one time and then she you out
You what I'm sayin'? If a man, you'll stop delaying, betraying Try to act you were mack You can't go an hour without that sex
What's wrong, boy, is it good? There's a lot of girls would and could Take you, but you're so damn I you need to see
Professional for your problems Lay on the and let the doctor solve 'em Talkin' to you and now he took money took on that, honey
You're Fellas, you know what I'm He's hooked Ain't got an ounce of mack in him, hooked
Yeah, baby, runs you she your money While you'll kick cryin' over honey Now, I must she's fly But I'll be if, oh me, oh my
If I ever let a run my thing I'm it the most you know what I'm sayin'? So understand, you gotta be hard Don't her like a dog, but let her know
You'll pull her card if she gets outta hand is you a boy or a man? Stand up and tell you ain't gonna be shook Yo punk, you're
On SSSY I know why? I don't stand by And just let a girl run me Fool, I'm a man you see boy
hooked Yeah, hooked Might as give her to me, man Let me do the vile thing, hooked Shit, I'm it man, you're hooked
Yo man, it out Let me talk to you for so up, Vanilla? Yo, man, come here, man, You know, man, you ain't, you ain't doin' it right man, off man
See, you know the problem is? ring I bought her the diamonds weren't big enough I'm tellin' ya' the diamonds weren't, I'm You know what she I'm goin' tell ya'
When I first met her she she wanted a 'Vette I'm get her a 'Vette, A 'Vette I'm get her the 'Vette, I'm gonna get her the 'Vette, No man, no No man, hey, up
Now Saturday, the day you hate most Because from coast to coast You see girls everyday in the club, called it Reminds you of when you used to be, with it But now she you one time for sex And you're so sprung that the next she seen ya We knew she had to you
Boy, you're Boy, hooked