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(Khayree) 1 2 3 4 Hit it, hit it Yea -- Here's a story 'bout my homeboy Randy He was hooked on a girl named Candy Started off as sex for fun Now the girl's got him on the run. Made love to her just one time Now she runs his body and mind He calls everyday on the phone But Baby's playin' games Leave a message at the tone Soft and gentle is not her style This girl is so damn wild. All my partners wanna get next to her But she ain't down with that She moves right through 'em Yea, like paper plates Tears 'em up and she throws 'em away. If you had any guts today You'd get your butt up and you'd walk away. But you're hooked, Hooked Know what I'm sayin', You're hooked, Hooked. Yo, get tough was your new campaign Cryin' over a girl, boy, you're insane. She treats you like a dirty diaper Use you one time and then she wipes you out You understand what I'm sayin'? If you're a man, you'll stop delaying and betraying |
Try to act like you were mack You can't go an hour without that sex attack. What's wrong, boy, is it that good? There's a lot of girls that ould and could Take you, but you're so damn weak I think you need to see professional help For your problems Lay on the couch and let the Dr. solve 'em Talkin' to you and now he took your money You're took on that honey, you're hooked Hooked, Hooked Fellas, you know what I'm sayin', He's hooked Ain't got an ounce of mack in him, He's hooked. Yeah, Baby, run you, she takes your money While you'll kick back cryin' over honey Now, I must admit she's fly But I'll be damned if oh me oh my If I ever let a girl run my thing I'm poppin' it the most, You know what I'm sayin'? So understand, you gotta be real hard Don't treat her like a dog, But let her know. You'll pull her card if she ever gets outta hand What is you a boy or a man? Stand up and tell BAby you ain't gonna be shook -- Yo punk, you're hooked on that sssy I don't know why I don't stand by and just let a girl, run over me |
Fool -- I'm a man. Can't you see boy, You're hooked. Yeah -- you're hooked, Might as well give her to me man Let me do the wile thing, You're hooked Shoot, I'm poppin' it man, You're hooked. Let me talk to you for second. So, what's up, Vanilla? Yo, man. Come here man. What? You know, man, you ain't doin' it right. You're off man. See, you know what the problem is? That ring I bought her. The diamonds weren't big enough. I'm tellin' ya' -- the diamonds weren't...I'm goin'...You know what she wants...I'm goin' tell ya'...No man, when I first met her she said she wanted a 'Vette. I'm gonna' get her a 'Vette. No man, no...a 'Vette...I'm gonna get her the 'Vette. No man, hey, wait up. Now it's Saturday, the day you hate most. Why, because from coast to coast You see girls everday in the club, Cold kickin' it Reminds you of Baby when you used to be, with it But now she took you one time for sex and you're so sprung That the next time she seen you we knew she had to leave you. Boy, you're hooked. Boy, you're hooked, Hooked Hooked. Produced by Khayree Published by QPM Music (BMI) |
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