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letra de e. smith - dj avion

50, 40, there he go
30, 20, there he go
touchdown! go! go! go!

running with that sack, emmitt smith
deuce-deuce pocket rocket, emmitt smith
i just touched down on a p-ssy n-gg-
i just touched down on a p-ssy n-gg-
emmitt smith, emmitt, emmitt smith, emmitt, emmitt smith
emmitt smith, emmitt, emmitt smith, emmitt, emmitt smith
i just touched down on a p-ssy n-gg-
i just touched down on a p-ssy n-gg-

finessing the plug
i run with that sack and i make a touchdown
ran on the money, hall of fame of finesse, ain’t no jim brown
i know my momma she proud of me
young rich n-gg-, we the new trend now
came a long way, from kicking the doors
now people they pay me in paypal
want me to f-ck with you cause i came up n-gg-?
my-my-my momma she told me she love me
go get money n-gg-!
i came a long way, from chopping the trenches to rocking 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

run with the sack like i’m emmitt and i keep the aiming for n-gg-s who envy
versace, versace, givenchy, givenchy
with double f’s on me, no fendi
my n-gg-s ain’t feelin’ their b-tches
they put on the ski mask, they leavin’ no witness
my wrist just be spinnin’ i’m doin’ my fitness
hall of fame trappin’, young n-gg-s i’m feedin’
my wrist game real sick so i need soup by mrs campbells
i’m baking a dozen on camera
young n-gg-s running with the work, earl campbell
trapping in bandos and shelters
young takeoff and i’m finna buy delta
can fit 2 plus 2 in my phantom
your pockets look like they got cancer
i just bought a brand new mercedes from haiti and set it on some walter paytons
my ‘migo he asked me to front him a kilo
i threw it to him like i’m peyton
i told momma we gon’ make it
now i’m on trips to make
i set the fire with this pocket, rocket

emmitt, emmitt, touchdown
that’s a hundred rounds, n-gg- laid down
none of my plugs from america, africa, australia
chopper gon’ bite like bull terriers, none of my n-gg-s they scared of yah!
hang a f-ck n-gg- like ornament n-gg-, broke -ss n-gg- unfortunate n-gg-
i keep the babies like orphanage babies! go to the moon like astrologist
we not acceptin’ apologies, sellin’ the dope to economist
young rich n-gg- ridin’ ’round in the bentley
throwin’ money on the ceiling momma told me i’m ignant!
two steps ahead of ya, never been regular
hit a n-gg- with the antedote and we burry him
hop in the jag’, i’m droppin’ the top back
smoking on gas like a n-gg- got cataracts
duck -ss n-gg- i’m calling you aflac
alley oop dunking them bricks it’s a shaq attack
only one bird can bring the whole corner back
like offset been throwin’ like a quarterback

- dj avion

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