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lirik lagu move ya feet – callaway redd

(callaway, callaway, callaway, callaway)

used to be lil pig
now these b*tches on my d*ck like wig
got like 20 figs
b*tches playing wit my b*lls like diggs
say he gon steal my life but he skinny as twig
everybody else is jealous of my life they say it’s rigged
make a couple dollars
b*tch i am a baller
b*tch i’m a shot caller (shot caller)
stand on my money i’m taller
i ain’t never gon call her but she callin me back (uh uh uh)
no caller id can’t let the b*tch know that (nuh*uh*uh)
fly a b*tch out to fresno
diamonds on my chain, you could tell it’s ice cold
hippie ass b*tch probably shopping at michael’s
tryna get my d*ck up in her lips but she so tight though
say you wanna fight me but b*tch you is lightweight, and i’m heavyweight
i ain’t even tryna throw no shade
i be eating great
money get longer everyday
made 100k this week and it’s only monday
(and it’s only monday)
(ay, ay, ay, ay, callaway, callaway, uh, ok)

move yo feet indian b*tch, baljeet
i got money in my voice, you could tell how i speak
shawty wanna ride my d*ck cause her sloppy game weak
all the money that you made, i just made it in a week
weak ass muh*f*ck (uh)
weak ass muhf*cka, i’m in your girls sheets
watch what you say b*tch or i’m gon lay you down like concrete
like colton, foot fetish, yeah he lookin at them feet
ain’t n0body doin it like me, b*tch i am unique
peperoni slice muhf*cka lookin like nanny mcphee
b*tch i don’t wanna f*ck wit you you can’t compete
say he wanna feature but his song is weak
made a dog bop his head to my music, say it’s neat
kick you out if your fake, i ain’t talkin soccer cleats

- callaway redd

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