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[Chorus: Esham]
I got that talk slick money, that get quick money
You Lamont, I'm Fred Sanford, big dummy
You, you big dummy
You, you, you big dummy
I got that talk slick money, that get quick money
You Lamont, I'm Fred Sanford, big dummy
You, you big dummy
You, you, you big dummy
[Verse 1: Esham]
I got that talk slick, that get rich, get money out this bitch
I'm Fred G S-A-N-F-O-R-D period
I'm serious, funds various
You lookin' for the man with paper, girl, here he is
He is I, I am him, it's the E-S-H-A-M
My paper come so quick I'm also known as ATM
Check caching, coup smashing, passing for flashing
You saw me whip up my baby, so hop yo ass in
My chrome wheels sparkle off of street lights
Heat tight beats, serial killer, Mr. Shredded Wheats
Cleats to the face, silly rabbit trying to win a race
I count a million dollars standing in one place
Spin it all up, no paper trail, not once trace
Number two pencil, draw my gun and erase
You know haste make waste
Beam me up, Scotty, 'cause I'm high as outer space
I got that talk slick money, that get quick money
You Lamont, I'm Fred Sanford, big dummy
You, you big dummy
You, you, you big dummy
I got that talk slick money, that get quick money
You Lamont, I'm Fred Sanford, big dummy
You, you big dummy
You, you, you big dummy
[Verse 1: Esham]
I got that talk slick, that get rich, get money out this bitch
I'm Fred G S-A-N-F-O-R-D period
I'm serious, funds various
You lookin' for the man with paper, girl, here he is
He is I, I am him, it's the E-S-H-A-M
My paper come so quick I'm also known as ATM
Check caching, coup smashing, passing for flashing
You saw me whip up my baby, so hop yo ass in
My chrome wheels sparkle off of street lights
Heat tight beats, serial killer, Mr. Shredded Wheats
Cleats to the face, silly rabbit trying to win a race
I count a million dollars standing in one place
Spin it all up, no paper trail, not once trace
Number two pencil, draw my gun and erase
You know haste make waste
Beam me up, Scotty, 'cause I'm high as outer space
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