Emmitt Smith Migos

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[Intro: Quavo]
50, 40, there he go...
30, down sideline, uh!
20, there he go!
Touchdown, touchdown!
Go! Go! Go!

[Chorus: Quavo]
Running with that sack, Emmitt Smith
Deuce-deuce pocket rocket, Emmitt Smith
I just touched down on a pussy nigga
I just touched down on a pussy nigga
Emmitt Smith, Emmitt-Emmitt Smith, Emmitt-Emmitt Smith
Emmitt Smith, Emmitt-Emmitt Smith, Emmitt Smith
I just touched down on a pussy nigga
I just touched down on a pussy nigga

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Finessing the plug, I run with that sack and I make a touchdown
Ran up the money, hall of fame of finesse, ain't no Jim Brown
I know my momma she proud of me
Young rich nigga, we the new trend now
Came a long way, from kicking the doors
Now people they pay me in PayPal
Want me to fuck with you 'cause I came up nigga?
My momma she told me she love me, go get money nigga!
I came a long way
From trapping in trenches to rockin' the mic and I did it, we did it
My pockets on Pinky and I'm taking a pic
From flying from city to city

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