Lyrics:
That pharmaceutical stunt
You know you trifling, a buck
Keep it a hunny dun (A hunny dun)
Or twenty more then a G and some, I'm Sanfords' son (Sanford
Sanford (Let's go)
Stay getting Buccs like Tampa (Like hey)
Beat his ass Kung Fu no Panda (Hey hey)
When I hop on a beat I be cooking it
Keeping shit
until the end of time
From Watts to Baton Rouge
From the Sanford streets to your living room
If we don't exercise our rights,
How's it gonna work out?
Gleee
Come on
Blrddd
And if you are not one of us I bet not catch you in my section
We in Sanford N.C 919 the trap that's what we repping
Just count yo
paid ransoms when they made handsome figures
Guilt and bad business'll make a man religious
I'm the difference of where Sanford and Sanford Biggers
Branford got one more Son than Sanford's tryin to send him to Stanford
... and ohh yo like Quasimoto
my name rings bells, it's time for Tha Likwit
son like Sanford
Hold on, take you a pic with yo camera
I might lose 12 in Bonanza
I might lose 12 in Bonanza
I might lose 12 in Bonanza
Yeah, 4 way
Fresh asf call me lil dab
Balling hard call me Lou will
Hurt a bitch heart call me Fred Sanford
I might just pop me a zan
I might run off on ya mans
heaven
On a scale of 1-10 girl you're 2011
Grab my chest like Fred Sanford, Sanford
Cuz baby girl your drop dead gorgeous
Now you just showing off
Showing
just like Sanford
Never go to Stanford, drugs the only answer
Particles in matter, just forget the latter
Higher than a ladder, watch me fall off
a degenerate I get a X and I break it down
I'm with Hunter and Shawn
Take a trip, we in sad ass Sanford watching Sanford and Son
You a punk ass bitch, you let
And Sanford said the track team's got an opening
True that
I'm running 'til my feet turn blue-black
Forty five, forty six seconds on the watch
The wind hit my
never sleeping and working on a neon tan
We played the barn down in Sanford, Florida
For Bev Roberts out in Camden Park
We plugged it in up east
but
I think this poor white trash from the trailer
Jed Clampett, Fred Sanford and welfare mentality helps to
Keep me grounded, that's why I never
with
Stay on my toes, no ballet
Shout out my Zoe's, Sak Pase
I'm twistin' weed in my mansion
I go dumber than Lamont Sanford
Remember when moms
Sanford and welfare mentality helps to
Keep me grounded, that's why I never take full advantage of wealth, I
Managed to dwell within these parameters
Shout out my Zoe's, Sak Pase
I'm twistin' weed in my mansion
I go dumber than Lamont Sanford
Remember when moms couldn't afford Pampers
Now she trying
slick it'll make you feel all queasy
Make you do like Fred Sanford with "I'm comin' Wheezy!"
Everybody get down, huh
Everybody get down, huh
Everybody
This shits is old, nigga
You gotta get some Chukkas, fucka
Nigga got on a Lamont Sanford dress shirt
"Whaddaya want, ya big dummy?"
As for me,
down for the funk of it
Like Fred Sanford in the biz
Yo one held his paraphenalia, a Wu memorabilia
Mailed by the fortune teller, tried to tell ya
This shits is old, nigga
You gotta get some Chukkas, fucka
Nigga got on a Lamont Sanford dress shirt
"Whaddaya want, ya big dummy?"
As for me,
a super-dooper MC party pooper
On a track so slick it'll make you feel all queasy
Make you do like Fred Sanford with "I'm comin' Wheezy!"
Everybody get
like graze wounds
Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits
Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippets
Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it
[Theme Song to "Sanford & Son"]
Ha, oh shit, you always goin' to get cha' dick sucked
Ah suck that thang, ha ha
Man that's a fuckin' rerun, turn
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