"Griftin'" (to the tune of Clarence Carter's "Strokin'")

When he’s not grabbing butts

And mute, judging stuff

He be griftin’

Morning, noon, insurrection

He be griftin’

He grifts from the living

And then he grifts from the dead

He’ll grift from anyone on this planet or the next

He be griftin’

He’s ‘bout to sell somethin’

How much money are you willing to give him?

Would you buy a quarter for a quarter-mill?

Would you give up your farm for a lifetime of Swiss cheese?

He’s ‘bout to sell you this

“Trade your cows for a gallon of milk”

He’s ‘bout to sell you this

“Give me 15 million and I’ll stop windmill cancer”

He ‘members when his mistress was diagnosed with windmill cancer

He started a GoFundMe; laughed; and said, “April Fool’s, y’all”

He’s griftin’, yeah, he always does, he be griftin’

He grifts from the living

And then he grifts from the dead

He’ll grift from anyone on this planet or the next

He be griftin’

He’s ‘bout to sell somethin’

Would you believe anything he tells ya?

That a knife was a sandwich?

Jesus was a white man?

A robe was a puppy?

Or how about that he and his wife are all cute and innocent?

‘Member, no puppy is full of that much sh*t

He spews it every which way

Yeah, he’s griftin’

He be griftin’

He grifts from the living

And then he grifts from the dead

He’ll grift from anyone on this planet or the next, sh*t

He be griftin’

Now, when this guy starts dealin’, I mean stealin’

He doesn’t care who in the hell he’s hurtin’

Because a creepy smile appears when this happens

Whenever that creepy smile appears, we do start dealin’

We say, “Clarence Thomas, Clarence Thomas, Clarence Thomas

Clarence Thomas, f*ck you, Clarence Thomas”

Other day: “Celebratin’ Christmas early!”

“Gonna get me a grift box and grift certificate”

Went to the store to screw people over

He held a box with a blank certificate

Said, “Hundredth donor gets the prize; you’ll be surprised as…” Woo!

He be griftin’… Cloak and dagger

He be griftin’

He grifts from the living

And then he grifts from the dead

He’ll grift from anyone on this planet or the next, sh*t

He be griftin’

He be griftin’… Cloak and dagger

He be griftin’, oath

He be griftin’

And he grifts from the rich

And he grifts from the poor

He grifts from everyone

He even grifts from his whores, ooh

He be griftin’

He be griftin’

He be griftin’

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In this episode I snarkily dissect my joyous experience interacting with Trumpers since joining Twitter Blue in recent weeks.

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So you didn't have to, I read the 44-page Trump indictment. Here is my modest, hilarious, brilliant take on it all. Hey, as I've always said, "You can't spell 'awesome' nor 'modest' without 'ME.'"

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