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   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.