The Feet With the Beat
Moving fast moving slow
Memphis bucking is the way to go
Flying low, slide high
I think i just walked thru the sky
In the car to make a dash
goota go pick up some cash
Riding out feeling good
Nothing stupid going on in the hood
Bank teller asking what you doing here
Trying to make sure this check clear
Got my cash about to roll
Damn look like Memphis took its toll
Copyright © Greg Bell | Year Posted 2013
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