Kool Keith Lyrics
"Clifton"

Yeah, straight from the ranch
Motion man
J. reno, Kool Keith
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 fourth of July atomic fireworks
Extraction attack, white backpacks on wack macks, yeah

Clifton, Santiago
Keith, telavasquez
(Psych)
Clifton, Santiago
Keith, telavasquez
(Psych)

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 [Unverified], 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 chicken heads
Barney and Fred, Wilma, Betty, Bam-Bam, Pebbles

Clifton, Santiago
Keith, telavasquez
(Psych)
Clifton, Santiago
Keith, telavasquez
(Psych)

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
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

Clifton, Santiago
Keith, telavasquez
(Psych)
Clifton, Santiago
Keith, telavasquez
(Psych)

Clifton, Santiago
Keith, telavasquez
(Psych)
Clifton, Santiago
Keith, telavasquez
(Psych)