[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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