[Featuring Suga T]
"There is something going on down here..." "In Vallejo."
"FedEx!"
"In Vallejo California" > E 40 "In Vallejo."
"In Vallejo California" > E 40
Chorus: Suga T
He said he's just a timah name rang in
Major factor Fed Ex
High powered lawyers and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
Verse One: E 40
? and cry with his motherfucking nose in the corner
Broke up out of that old punk shit and said
"Momma I'ma do what the fuck I wanna!"
Hit the streets and make a wheelbarrow full of bread if I end up dead
then press delete -- I'm tired of eating powdered meat
Within a nigga timah to get to the grind, so that boy scored a quarter
key
Two hundred and fifty-two electronic milligrams
We'll sell it like a coke candy organization
and I'm plugged with it, bail off into that old high-powered shit
These are the type of niggaz that'll let a nigga know
when the drought about to hit, my ?peach and jelly?
Get a 40 and mask it, post it on God
Because me got me scratch paper buried in the backyard
Me and my Click roll thick for real and be thinkin of funk like you a
moth
Problems nigga? Let that go or get your head tooken off
Catch you out of bounds on the wrong fuckin s-oil
Wrap that ass up like aluminim f-oil
I'm Fed Ex, heavy duty nigga, pushin weight (pushin weight)
From sardines and Spam to Teriyaki steak; motherfucker ain't but
plus sixteen, fuckin around with the skillet, makin a killin
Runnin through three or four units a week on the over over
Puttin the Whammy on em (Whammy on em)
Cake up and baking soda, ALL THAT old shit
(What's yo' occupation?) Motherfucker I'm a timah
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