Yeah, here's a story 'bout my Randy He was hooked on a named Candy off as sex for fun Now got him on the run
Made love to her one time Now she runs his and mind He calls on the phone but baby's playin' games a message at the tone
Soft and gentle is not her This is so damn wild All my wanna get next to her But she ain't down that
She moves right through 'em, yeah, paper plates 'em up and she throws 'em away If you had any today You'd get your up and you'd walk away
But you're Know what I'm sayin'? You're
Yo, get tough was your new over a girl, boy, you insane She treats you like a diaper Use you one time and she wipes you out
You understand what I'm If a man, you'll stop delaying, betraying Try to act like you were You go an hour without that sex attack
What's wrong, boy, is it that a lot of girls that would and could Take you, but you're so damn I you need to see
help for your problems Lay on the and let the doctor solve 'em Talkin' to you and now he took money You're took on that,
hooked Fellas, you what I'm sayin'? He's hooked Ain't got an ounce of mack in him, hooked
Yeah, baby, runs you she takes your While you'll kick back 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 I'm sayin'? So understand, you gotta be real Don't treat her like a dog, but let her
You'll pull her card if she ever outta hand is you a boy or a man? Stand up and tell baby you gonna be shook Yo punk, you're
On that I know why? I don't stand by And let a girl run over me Fool, I'm a man you see boy
hooked Yeah, hooked as well give her to me, man Let me do the vile thing, hooked Shit, I'm poppin' it man, you're
Yo man, it out Let me to you for second 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 what 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 wants I'm goin' ya'
When I first met her she she wanted a 'Vette I'm get her a 'Vette, A 'Vette I'm gonna get her the 'Vette, I'm 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 girls everyday in the club, called it you of baby 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, hooked Boy, hooked