Luyện nghe bài hát Clifton

Yeah, straight the ranch
man
J. reno, Keith
Keith

I to rock a booty butt banger with a hanger
back with back slaps, bypass them corny raps
Perhaps action, maxin' in the turb' relaxin'
Unique investigator, sportin' alligators

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

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

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

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

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

My name is Cadillac Santiago
At the bodega, I need a fat sandwich
You my switches, impala drop, scrapin' sparks
I mack these bitches, white Asian Puerto

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Avoid all contact me, click boom
People scatter stop chatter they resort to screamin'
Am I dreamin', drunk or just zooted
I help call 9-1-1 pronto

My modus operandi is
One down, many to go, others to
The argonaut is ain't no fuckin' circus
and Barnum and Bailey we are not
Wild mutual of northern cal

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

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