[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)

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 [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..

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