Yeah, here's a story 'bout my homeboy He was on a girl named Candy off as sex for fun Now got him on the run
love to her just one time Now she runs his body and He everyday on the phone but baby's playin' games Leave a message at the
and gentle is not her style This girl is so wild All my partners get next to her But she ain't down with
She moves right through 'em, yeah, like paper 'em up and she throws 'em away If you had any today You'd get butt up and you'd walk away
But hooked Know I'm sayin'? You're hooked
Yo, get tough was your new over a girl, boy, you insane She treats you like a dirty Use you one time and then she you out
You what I'm sayin'? If you're a man, you'll stop delaying, Try to act like you mack You go an hour without that sex attack
What's wrong, boy, is it good? a lot of girls that would and could Take you, but you're so damn I think you to see
Professional help for your Lay on the and let the doctor solve 'em Talkin' to you and now he your money took on that, honey
You're Fellas, you know I'm sayin'? He's hooked Ain't got an ounce of in him, he's hooked
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 most you know what I'm So understand, you gotta be hard treat her like a dog, but let her know
You'll her card if she ever gets outta hand is you a boy or a man? Stand up and tell baby you ain't be shook Yo punk, you're
On that I don't know I don't stand by And just let a run over me Fool, I'm a man you see boy
You're Yeah, you're Might as well her to me, man Let me do the vile thing, you're Shit, I'm poppin' it man, you're
Yo man, it out Let me talk to you for so What's up, Yo, man, here, man, What? You know, man, you ain't, you doin' it right man, you're off man
See, you know what the is? That I bought her the diamonds weren't big enough I'm tellin' ya' the weren't, I'm goin' You know she wants I'm goin' tell ya'
When I met her she said 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 Why? Because from to coast You see everyday in the club, called Kickin' it you of baby when you used to be, with it But now she took you one for sex And so sprung that the next time she seen ya We knew she had to you
Boy, you're Boy, hooked