Luyện nghe bài hát Clifton

Yeah, straight from the
man
J. reno, Kool
Keith

I used to a booty butt banger with a hanger
Snap back with back slaps, bypass them corny
Perhaps some action, maxin' in the turb'
Unique investigator, more alligators

From here to Virginia clubs when I up in ya
Tell the maid from my to my shoulder blade
Extreme act up on front stage, make 'em up
You get that that head piece gettin' slapped up

Now turn yo' lip up, you drop that mic, you yo' lip down
I spin on stage like, mics, make you sit down
From to North Carolina, 95 to South Carolina
Atlanta, Georgia, Florida flowin' like I'm water

Mexican, Indian, fly girls, the Ricans
Pum pum pump, the eight oh eight oh eight oh eight oh
Now spectacular, expert, them legs will work
Bronx watch' em strip Eddy tip that fine mama

Hydraulics expand, while bang like gap band
I hand, take his mic, give him five to my man
Switch his work to shows, I do concerts
up shirts like fourth of July atomic fireworks
Extraction attack, white on wack macks, yeah

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)

My name is Clifton Santiago
At the bodega, I a fat sandwich major
You know my switches, impala drop, sparks
I these bitches, white Asian Puerto Rican

Black Russian Haitian jungle fever, I ain't hatin'
A cup more coppertone, I'm cappin' on your ear
they stare, 'cause I'm wild cock diesel
Boy, hopin' that I recognize girls in this song

Bodda boom bodda bing bing da bing bong, yo check it
I up televas-quez, he's gettin' ass
And when he finish, call up and bring the cash
I'm out to desecrate, wild western state

I got your sister lickin' ass, hairy balls
My occupation downfall and bringin' niggaz bad
My is Clifton Santiago salesman at the mall
I'm full [Unverified], a hundred deep up in the movies

Greg I'm groovy, yo, Bobby, sit and watch the movie
And kick that hoe out with that one tooth, lookin'
She's on my tab, better popcorn to pay her half
They I'm wild, I don't mess around with chicken heads
Barney and Fred, Wilma, Betty, Bam-Bam,

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)

Slidin' through the of the do'
You didn't see me in the with my pistol, ev dog
Flyin' heads is my job, I clobber you
Walkin' backwards, chosin' jacket turn

on, opposite hands
Can you me?
I wear blu blocker shades so you see what I see
Holdin' a up, so I don't run into nobody

But I don't care, I know karate
Vulcan and that yoga too
Don't you know I'm stretch Armstrong in the
a mocha tan and a criminal mind?

Like chairhead Chippendale,
Yes, no? Maybe not
But if I got a lip zip
Baggy jeans on, through a crowded room

all contact with me, click boom
People scatter that chatter they resort to screamin'
Am I dreamin', drunk or zooted out?
I need help call 9-1-1

My modus is complete
One down, many to go, to show
The argonaut is ain't no fuckin' circus
Ringling and Barnum and we are not
Wild kingdom mutual of cal

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)