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callaway redd - move ya feet lyrics

(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 lyrics

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