50 States

Okay we could start in Maine

Nawm sayn’

Hit the coast for a day

Eat crab legs

Baby we could get away

See all 50 states

I’mma start up the Mercedes

Put gas in the tank

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Aye

Then we gon' hit New Hampshire for damn sure

Ain’t gotta worry how we’ll go that’s what these bands for

Onward we gon’ hit Vermont, so come on, stay in a cabin made of logs, up on a mountain

Then we gon’ go to Massachusetts, man that’s some true shit

I love you whether in a whip, or on a cruise ship

Then it’s time to see Rhode Island

We fuckin’ vibin’

Might go wild, and have to fuck you while I’m drivin’ well ight then

Need proper etiquette for Connecticut

Wake up in the morning and make you Eggs Benedict

Drive to NYC spendin’ bread out in SoHo

Remember days in NYC when your boy was so broke

That’s no joke

A night in Pennsylvania my home state

It’s so great

The Summit, Philly or The Burgh we gon’ spend mo’ cake

Then it’s time to hit New Jersey

Maybe Atlantic City

And we gon’ make a movie so you best get them cameras ready

We movin’ onto Delaware

Rehoboth Beach it’s sweller there

In Maryland hit OCMD

We turnin’ up be well aware

Them country roads gon’ take us to West Virginia

Those Appalachian Mountains astoundin’ enjoy and celebrate we next to get it

Oh, we gon’ keep it goin’

To Virginia it’s so splendid ain’t a state that we ain’t hittin’

In North Carolina at Bojangles

When we get the grub then we whippin’ all range mode

Down to South Carolina find shelter at Myrtle Beach

This the way of the road, all this uncertainty

Cruise through Georiga and Florida

It’s fuckin’ hot

In the wetlands so you know we duckin’ crocs

Singing sweet home Alabama when we fuckin’ stop there

You can talk yo’ shit, but I do not care

Yeah

In Mississippi we ain’t in no city

We divin’ in the river gettin’ litty is you wit’ me

A hundred miles an hour that’s the speed we zoom through Tennessee

Arnold’s Country Kitchen, that’s the spot we finna be

Off to Kentucky ain’t runnin’ low on no money

Maybe put some chips on Ohio State if we feelin’ lucky

Just trust me

In Michigan let’s swim in them Great Lakes

Baby you my ride or die

Cuz all them bitches they stay fake

Let’s vacate to Indiana

Hit up a corn field so we can go and make us dinner

In Chicago Illinois we gon' embrace the winter

Talkin’ deep dish inside the United Center

See the Bulls then we off to get Wisconsin cheddar

Stop in Minnesota shortly after dinner’s over

And then it’s off to Iowa just smile more

Maybe St. Louis Missouri

Nah we ain’t in no hurry

Down in Arkansas we goin’ hard but please don’t worry

In New Orleans that shit don't never feel like it’s gon get borin’

We tourin’

Through Texas

It’s bigger here

At the saloon just sippin’ beer

Now we en route to Oklahoma speedin’ to Kansas yeah

Nebraska fuck all you bastards who think we can’t do it

I’m in South Dakota and I’m bumpin’ all my damn music

North Dakota where it’s gettin’ colder

In Montana I feel like it’s the middle of nowhere

Oh yeah

Wyoming

While we sing

Old hits

Road trip

Into the heart of Colorado

Maybe go skiing down this 20,000 foot mountain

In New Mexico

Now we gettin’ close

To the West Coast

Talkin’ Arizona

Talkin’ Salt Lake City

Utah them purple hills they look so pretty

Up in Idaho

Like Napoleon dynamite

In Washington State, I hope you ain’t afraid of heights

We travelin’ to Oregon

Eugene or Portland

Las Vegas Nevada

Where we stayin’ at the 4 seasons...

Fly out from there to Alaska then Hawaii

I’m takin’ 50 states man I told you I ain’t lyin’

Last but not least to our home California

To The Bay, San Diego or LA

We gon’ floor it

And finally park that shit in front a view and say we did it

I wouldn’t do this shit wit’ no one else girl don’t forget it

Okay we could start in Maine

Nawm sayn’

Hit the coast for a day

Eat crab legs

Baby we could get away

See all 50 states

I’mma start up the Mercedes

Put gas in the tank

X2