Originally Posted by
TheFatMan
I have this divine gift for seeing through BS. I'm amazing at it. It's like this home skillet. Dude be driving through the suburbs after a natural disaster or through a poor side of town where all the windows be boarded up. Notices a home still standing. Checks the public listing and is like "Hey dawg, the bank owns that property or that beast is in foreclosure, or it's in a transitional period. Let me call my money guy and get this place picked up cheap." The money man is like "Oakely Dokoley, OK, however you can have my money for a couple weeks, but it comes with a high arse interest rate Brah. No surfing on the job with Keanu Reeves yo diggity!" then the fella driving through the neighborhood tracks down the institution or entity that has the property and is like "Yo, me and my dude want to throw down on this property. Don't worry, we going to buy it low and sell it high." That's the bridge part... So this fat cat with all his money collects this big ole interest payment for loaning out his money for a couple weeks, this poor fella sells a property that he got for cheap because it was in fact, crap in the first place, for a substantial sum of money to make him a little cash... to someone with poor judgement who hopes to fix it up and live there or sell it for an even higher price, and then the cycle continues. You don't need a license to do this, just collateral to get a loan from a money man or "lender", and collateral isn't much for a buying a foreclosed home. You could probably use a 88 Oldsmobile Century as collateral. However, these homes are rarely up to housing codes, rarely inspected, and are typically the places where you can buy some crack or score a girl with loose morals for a pack of smokes and a 40 of some Colt .45