I Feel Snitty with Craig Rozniecki

"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 sandwi