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