Vanilla Ice

Vanilla Ice - Hooked lyrics

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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
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Capitol Records, LLC

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Released in: 1990

Language: English

Appearing on: Road To My Riches (1991) , Hooked (1990) , The Best Of Vanilla Ice (2001) , To the Extreme (1990) , The Best Of (1999)

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