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 one time 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 girl is so damn wild All my partners get next to her But she ain't down that
She moves right through 'em, yeah, like paper Tears 'em up and she 'em away If you had any today get your butt 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 dirty Use you one and then she wipes you out
You understand I'm sayin'? If you're a man, you'll delaying, betraying 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 weak I you need to see
help for your problems Lay on the couch and let the doctor 'em Talkin' to you and now he took money took on that, honey
You're Fellas, you know I'm sayin'? He's hooked Ain't got an of mack in him, he's hooked
Yeah, baby, runs you she your money While kick back cryin' over honey Now, I must she's fly But I'll be if, oh me, oh my
If I let a girl run my thing I'm poppin' it the most you know what I'm So understand, you be real hard Don't treat her like a dog, but let her
You'll pull her if she ever gets outta hand What is you a boy or a up and tell baby you ain't gonna be shook Yo punk, you're
On SSSY I don't why? I don't stand by And just let a girl run me Fool, I'm a man you see boy
You're Yeah, hooked Might as well 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 up, Vanilla? Yo, man, come here, man, You know, man, you ain't, you doin' it right man, you're off man
See, you what the problem 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'
I first met her she said she wanted a 'Vette I'm gonna' get her a 'Vette, A 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 coast to You see girls everyday in the club, called it Reminds you of baby when you used to be, it But now she you one time for sex And you're so sprung the next time she seen ya We she had to leave you
Boy, you're Boy, you're