Clifton (Santiago)

[Kool Keith]<br>Yeah, straight from the ranch<br>Motion Man {*echoes*}<br>J. Reno, Kool Keith {*echoes*}<br>Kool Keith<br><br>I used to rock a booty butt banger with a hanger<br>Snap back with back slaps, bypass them corny raps<br>Perhaps some action, maxin in the Turb` relaxin<br>Unique investigator, sportin More alligators<br>From here to Virginia, clubs when I step up in ya<br>Tell the maid from my toes, to my shoulder blade<br>Extreme act up on front stage, make em back up<br>You get that workout, that head piece gettin slapped up<br>Now turn yo` lip up, you drop that mic you turn yo` lip down<br>I spin on stage like, blowin mics, make you sit down<br>From here to North Carolina, 95 to South Carolina<br>Atlanta Georgia Florida flowin down, like I`m water<br>Mexican Indian, fly girls, the Puerto Ricans<br>Pum-pum-pump the eight-oh-eight-oh-eight-oh-eight-oh peakin<br>Now start spectacular, expert, them legs will work<br>Bronx Bomber watch em strip, Eddy tip that fine mama<br>Hydraulics expand, while drums bang like Gap Band<br>I clap hand, take his mic, give him five to my man<br>Switch his work to talent shows, I do concerts<br>Light up shirts like 4th of July atomic fireworks<br>Extraction attack, white backpacks on wack macks<br>Yeahhhhhhhh...<br><br>Chorus: Motion Man + Kool Keith (repeat 2X)<br><br>[M] Clifton! Santiago<br>[K] Keith, Telavasquez (PSYCH!)<br><br>[Clifton Santiago]<br>My name is Cadillac Clifton Santiago<br>At the bodega, I need a fat sandwich major<br>You know my switches, Impala drop, scrapin sparks<br>I mack these bitches, white Asian Puerto Rican<br>Black Russian Haitian, with jungle fever, I ain`t hatin<br>A cup more Coppertone, I`m cappin on your kinky ear<br>Bitches they stare, cause I`m WILD cock diesel<br>Boy hopin that I recognize they girls in this song<br>Bodda-boom-bodda-bing bodda-bing-da-bing-bong, yo check it<br>I call up Televas-quez, he`s gettin ass<br>And when he finish, call up Santiago and bring the cash<br>I`m out to desecrate, move wild Western state<br>I got your sister lickin ass, suckin hairy balls<br>My occupation downfall and bringin niggaz bad luck<br>My name is Clifton Santiago salesman at the mall<br>I`m full ?, a hundred niggaz deep up in the movies<br>Like Greg I`m groovy, yo Bobby sit and watch the movie<br>and kick that hoe out with that one tooth, lookin goofy<br>She`s on my tab, better make popcorn to pay her half<br>They know I`m wild, I don`t mess around with chickenheads<br>Barney and Fred, Wilma Betty Bam-Bam Pebbles<br>(On different channels, lyrics)<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Ev Dog]<br>Slidin through the back of the do`<br>You didn`t see me in the midst, with my pistol, Ev Dog<br>Flyin heads is my job, I will clobber you<br>Walkin backwards, shoes and jacket turned around<br>Gloves on, opposite hands<br>Can you recognize me?<br>I wear Blu Blocker shades so you can`t see what I see<br>Holdin a mirror up, so I don`t run into nobody<br>but I don`t care, cause I know karate (HI-YAH!)<br>Vulcan Pinch and that Yoga too<br>Don`t you know I`m Stretch Armstrong in the flesh<br>with a mocha tan, and a criminal mind?<br>Like Chairhead Chippendale, yeah<br>Comedy? Yes, no? Maybe not<br>But if I got a lip don`t zip<br>Baggy jeans on, walkin through a crowded room<br>Avoid all contact with me, click boom!<br>People scatter stop that chatter they resort to screamin<br>Am I dreamin, drunk or just zooted out?<br>I need help call 9-1-1 pronto<br>My modus operandi is complete<br>One down, many to go, others to show<br>the argonaut is ain`t no fuckin circus sideshow<br>Ringling and Barnum and Bailey we are not<br>Wild Kingdom Mutual of Northern Cal<br>Hahahaha..<br><br>Chorus 2X