Luyện nghe bài hát Clifton

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

I used to rock a booty butt banger a hanger
Snap back with back slaps, bypass them raps
Perhaps some action, in the turb' relaxin'
investigator, sportin' more alligators

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

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

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

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

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

My name is Cadillac Clifton
At the bodega, I need a fat major
You know my switches, impala drop, scrapin'
I mack these bitches, Asian Puerto Rican

Black Russian Haitian with 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 bodda bing da bing bong, yo it
I call up televas-quez, gettin' ass
And when he finish, up Santiago and bring the cash
I'm out to desecrate, wild western state

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

Like Greg I'm groovy, yo, Bobby, sit and watch the
And kick hoe out with that one tooth, lookin' goofy
on my tab, better make 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' the back of the do'
You didn't see me in the midst my pistol, ev dog
Flyin' heads is my job, I will you
Walkin' backwards, jacket turn around

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

But I don't care, 'cause I know
pinch and that yoga too
Don't you know I'm Armstrong in the flesh
With a mocha tan and a mind?

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

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

My operandi is complete
One down, to go, others to show
The argonaut is ain't no circus sideshow
and Barnum and Bailey we are not
Wild kingdom of northern cal

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

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