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!)