Lyrics:
Idaho is where my heart is
Everyday that I hold
I've been up and down these roads
Filling my little soul
Coeur d'clene down to the Salmon
cll the way
East, and Asia, and all around the world
It's Eric Hamlid from Canada, Alberta, Sturgeon Lake, little reserve
Repping all my native homies
It's
Colorado
Boise, Idaho, I love it every time that I go
In 1492, he sailed the ocean blue, but next week I'll see Columbus in Ohio
Grab a little sunshine in
east, west
Northwest? I mean "North-, wait"
I don't even know about that shit, don't know what to say
I'm in major like it's a major league
I mean I'm
Salem in Oregon, from there we join
Little Rock in Arkansas, Iowa's got Des Moines
Sacramento, California, Oklahoma, and its city
Charleston, West
them all. I can’t wait.
Listen to the melody, listen to my song.
You’ll memorize their names as we go along.
We’ll wrap it up with a little review.
My capital's Montgomery
Welcome to Alaska
Juneau's a great place to see
I am Arizona
My capital is Phoenix
My names Arkansas
My Little
Little Rock in Arkansas,
Iowa's got Des Moines
Sacramento California,
Oklahoma and it's City,
Charleston West Virginia
and Nevada Carson City.
That's all
Saint Paul, Minnesota
Frankfort, Kentucky
Madison, Wisconsin, and then
Boise, Idaho
Phoenix, Arizona
Springfield, Illinois
Charleston, West Virginia
so sick
Y'all can take the rest out
I'm bigging up myself
Bigging up chest out
Know I brought the west out
Know you brought your vest out
Teflon Don
in the sea
Way off in the deep
Lost how I think
What's it cost for the shrink
Too much I'm a scheme
Madness been a thing
I'm a package it a little bit
tickle me
Had a Epiphany
I'm major league nigga
You little league
Sometimes I wish I could go back to the little me
But I always been big was never
"The first words I spoke in the original phonograph, 'Mary had a little lamb. It's fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb
Somebody better call the cops, yo
'Fore we run up the side that niggas little condo
Put him in a box so the nigga in a cargo (cargo, cargo)
Shut a nigga
y'all just little like Stewart
Came from the trenches we came out the sewers
Came from the trenches we came out the sewers
East side west side north side
This town ain't big, this town ain't small
It's a little of both they say
Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A
We sit
This town ain't big, this town ain't small
It's a little of both they say
Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A
We sit
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
CHORUS (2X)
Wheels Up Take Off LAX
Touchdown in California where we find out who da best
This is Real Love like Tupac in the west
Got the Fans
me
I got fifteen niggas who convinced
That they in love with me
Playing who
You niggas not even in
The little league
Stretching truth like
Your skinny
elite
How ya mans come off the bench on the G League?
(how ya mans come off the bench on the G League?)
Dior Danté run the game it's a three-peat
That
thumpin' as I'm hoppin' out the Benz
It's that menace from the west side back at it again
Showcase the skills, it's a ten across the board
Gave 'em a little
decomposition
(No, Oh)
We are not in the same league
Adam Sandler I'm Mr Deeds
(I'm Mr Deeds)
Trees that's all that I breathe (Yeah)
Got stopped by the cops
I
fresh ass hair
style baggy out clout slick
creamy and fresh east coast to west
(Jazzy Joyce)
brooklyn
uptown
to the universal fair
old school
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