Hooked

One, two, three, four Hit it! Oooh yea yeah! (One) Yeah! Here's a story 'bout my homeboy Randy He was hooked on a girl named Candy Started off as sex for fun Now girl's got him on the run Made love to her just one time Now she runs his body and mind He calls every day on the phone But baby's playing 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 Yeah, 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! Ooh yea yeah! (Two, hit it!) 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 would and could Take you But you're so damn weak I think you need to seek Professional help For your problems Lay on the couch And let the doctor solve 'em Talkin' to you And now he took your money You're took! On that honey You're hooked! Hooked! Fellas, you know what I'm sayin'? He's hooked! Ain't got an ounce of mack in him He's hooked! Ooh yea yeah! (Three!) Yeah! Baby runs you She takes your money While you'll kick back cryin' over honey Yeah, 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 gone be shook Yo, punk! You're hooked on that "*s.s.s.y." 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 wild thing You're hooked! Shhhit! I be poppin' it, man You're hooked! Oh yea yeah Yo, man, check it out! (Four!) Let me talk to you for a sec (So, what's up, Vanilla?) Yo, man, come here, man (What?) You know, man? You ain't, you ain't doin' it right, man (No?) (See, ah, 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, on that date?) No man, no! (When I first met her, she said she wanted a 'Vette) (I'm gonna' get her a 'Vette) A 'Vette? (I'm gonna get the 'Vette...) No man, hey, wait up! Come here, man! Now it's Saturday The day you hate most Why? Because from coast to coast You see girls every day In the club cold kickin' it Remind 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 ya We knew she had to leave ya Boy, you're hooked! (I'm not good) Boy, you're hooked! ...Hooked! ...Hooked! (Yo, yo, yo, what's up, Vanilla Ice!)