Clifton (santiago) Lyrics

Clifton (santiago) lyrics

featuring "Noggin Nodders from Oakland"

[Kool Keith]
Yeah straight
from the ranch
Motion Man {*echoes*}
J. Reno Kool Keith
{*echoes*}
Kool Keith

I used to rock a booty butt banger with a
hanger
Snap back with back slaps bypass them corny raps
Perhaps some
action maxin in the Turb' relaxin
Unique investigator sportin More
alligators
From here to Virginia clubs when I step up in ya
Tell the maid
from my toes, to my shoulder blade
Extreme act up on front stage, make em
back up
You get that workout, that head piece gettin slapped up
Now turn
yo' lip up, you drop that mic you turn yo' lip down
I spin on stage like,
blowin mics, make you sit down
From here to North Carolina, 95 to South
Carolina
Atlanta Georgia Florida flowin down, like I'm water
Mexican
Indian, fly girls, the Puerto Ricans
Pum-pum-pump the
eight-oh-eight-oh-eight-oh-eight-oh peakin
Now start spectacular, expert,
them legs will work
Bronx Bomber watch em strip, Eddy tip that fine
mama
Hydraulics expand, while drums bang like Gap Band
I clap hand, take
his mic, give him five to my man
Switch his work to talent shows, I do
concerts
Light up shirts like 4th of July atomic fireworks
Extraction
attack, white backpacks on wack macks
Yeahhhhhhhh...

Chorus: Motion
Man + Kool Keith (repeat 2X)

[M] Clifton! Santiago
[K] Keith,
Telavasquez (PSYCH!)

[Clifton Santiago]
My name is Cadillac Clifton
Santiago
At the bodega, I need a fat sandwich major
You know my switches,
Impala drop, scrapin sparks
I mack these bitches, white Asian Puerto
Rican
Black Russian Haitian, with jungle fever, I ain't hatin
A cup more
Coppertone, I'm cappin on your kinky ear
Bitches they stare, cause I'm WILD
cock diesel
Boy hopin that I recognize they girls in this
song
Bodda-boom-bodda-bing bodda-bing-da-bing-bong, yo check it
I call up
Televas-quez, he's gettin ass
And when he finish, call up Santiago and bring
the cash
I'm out to desecrate, move wild Western state
I got your sister
lickin ass, suckin hairy balls
My occupation downfall and bringin niggaz bad
luck
My name is Clifton Santiago salesman at the mall
I'm full ?, a
hundred niggaz deep up in the movies
Like Greg I'm groovy, yo Bobby sit and
watch the movie
and kick that hoe out with that one tooth, lookin
goofy
She's on my tab, better make popcorn to pay her half
They know I'm
wild, I don't mess around with chickenheads
Barney and Fred, Wilma Betty
Bam-Bam Pebbles
(On different channels, lyrics)

Chorus

[Ev
Dog]
Slidin through the back of the do'
You didn't see me in the midst,
with my pistol, Ev Dog
Flyin heads is my job, I will clobber you
Walkin
backwards, chosin jacket, turn around
Gloves on, opposite hands
Can you
recognize me?
I wear Blu Blocker shades so you can't see what I
see
Holdin a mirror up, so I don't run into nobody
but I don't care,
cause I know karate (HI-YAH!)
Vulcan Pinch and that Yoga too
Don't you
know I'm Stretch Armstrong in the flesh
with a mocha tan, and a criminal
mind?
Like Chairhead Chippendale, yeah
Comedy? Yes, no? Maybe not
But
if I got a lip don't zip
Baggy jeans on, walkin through a crowded
room
Avoid all contact with me, click boom!
People scatter stop that
chatter they resort to screamin
Am I dreamin, drunk or just zooted out?
I
need help call 9-1-1 pronto
My modus operandi is complete
One down, many
to go, others to show
the argonaut is ain't no fuckin circus
sideshow
Ringling and Barnum and Bailey we are not
Wild Kingdom Mutual of
Northern Cal
Hahahaha..

Chorus 2X