Andre Nickatina - Clipboard Full of Game lyrics

Go 'head Romeo, Do Your Thing [CHORUS] I [?] wanna wit a freaky hoe Tappin' my shoulder, said let's go She turned around and said oh no Ima start loadin my paniseo [?] wit a freaky dang Different broad, but it's all the same She said she knew how to f** and I'm to blame Woulda said somethin back but forgot her name Games don't come and getcha Brang the camera witcha The photographer with the nudey pictures A little old trick from my boy [?] She said I aint no groupy hoe I said C.E already knows Girls wanna try and act straight and square But super freaks in their underwear Walkin just like christopher Tossin to get rid of her Smooth is the way I act And like jackpot I'm a playboy mac Back to the first night it was Hennesy And on the second it was just you and me On the third, my vision was blurred I don't recall Understandin the word Panties hangin from the light fixture She stare all day at my year book picture Whisper right off my shoulder My spit gets [?] my age gets gets older Flousey is what you are Doopie smoke broke out my car Spit this game like a moccasin Get this broad Then floss again [CHOURS] Ease go smoke heavily Breath deep, 'til your lungs bleed Ooh. I don't run the game But gangsta when I do my thang Change like a dollar bill Strange tell ya how to feel Tame but it is so real Keep my hoes rotatin like a stearin wheel It's like crazy when you look at me It's like baby who you tryin to be? Lazy when you hit the weed It's a whole nother story when you're hangin wit E. Keep my [?] spinnin like a ceilin fan Keep my donkey [?] It's supply and demand Gotta be the man, get to spittin Try another broad [?] doin, what you missin Gotta whole notebook full of game, game Gotta roll of decks full of b**hes, b**hes Gotta big black book full of names, names If I showed it to you, you'd think it's vicious, vicious Gotta whole clipboard full of game And a big black book we can write your name They all the same they know what I'm about I'm ready for whatever [?] did shout Some hoes think we made from mud But I know, It's muscle and blood Grab your piece like Nick and pack it quick Gotta [?] my b**h gotta get I'm the big Jimmy D. Sausage King Like Frank [?] so much heat to bring I want a bad b**h with no limitations I'm a big bad wolf when it comes to relations Mouth beat like this you know I score 16 tons like Earnie Ford Like pop like a mule, hit like a bat Nothin like listen to that gangsta rap I flow so smooth called watervore She f** so good, see I taught her boyy It only took a few lines for me to bag it I bet you didn't know I'm a p**y addict It's a good thing I got groupies to [?] That'll make p**y gum Or a p**y patch Don't get attached, if you're feelin lucky I still can't f** without my rubber ducky