Released on March 14, 1995

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[Intro: Samples & Suga-T]

There is something going on down here

In Vallejo

FedEx

In Vallejo, California

In Vallejo

In Vallejo, California


[Chorus: Suga-T]

He said he's just a

Timer, name ringin'

Major factor, FedEx

High-powered lawyers, and a

Young nigga havin' his way


[Verse 1: E-40]

Lil' mannish ass nigga on restriction

Cryin' with his motherfuckin' nose in the corner

Broke up out of that old punk shit and said

"Momma I'mma 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 potted meat

Within the nick of time a nigga hit the grind, so a dope boy scored a quarter key

Two hundred and fifty-two electronic milligrams

Of solid rock co-candy, the organization

That I'm plugged with, they off into that old high-powered shit

These are the type of niggas that'll let a nigga know

When the drought about to hit, [?]

[?], post it on God

Because me got me scratch paper buried in the backyard

Me and my Click roll thick f'real don't be fakin' the funk like you a boss

Problems nigga? Let that go or get your head tooken off

Catch you out of bounds on the wrong fuckin soil

Wrap that ass up like aluminum foil

I'm FedEx, heavy duty nigga, pushin' weight (pushin' weight)

From sardines and Spam to Teriyaki steak; motherfucker ain't

But 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 your occupation?) Motherfucker I'm a timer


[Chorus: Suga-T]

Timer, name ringin'

Major factor, FedEx

High-powered lawyers, and a

Young nigga havin' his way

Let 'em know, let 'em know, mayne

Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know, boy

Let 'em know, let 'em know, mayne

Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know, boy


[Verse 2: E-40]

Bitch I thought ya knew, bitch I thought ya knew; huh, now check it

I'm to the point where I don't touch it no mo'

You probably got lieutenants and killers all on the squadron

With po-po's on payroll, huh

Lavish vehicles, they only make like fo'of

Front row seats at the fights, takin long expensive flights, huh

Qs, Ps, birth certificates and fake IDs

Like to drink liquor, with beedis in leaves

The motherfuckin fuzz wanna stop us

Found our fingerprints on some choppers

Listenin to the scanner, I hear the Penelope's say

"Man uhh, them nigga boys, I can't stand uhh"

Young hoodlums sellin' hop, cloggin' up the block

In they come anew six-double-zero drop

We party in mansions, VIPs nigga fuck a flyer

Invite celebrities like E-40 and J.R. Rider, timer


[Bridge]

I'm so serious

I'm so serious, brotha

I'm so serious, brotha

I got m-


[Chorus: Suga-T]

He said he's just a

Timer, name ringin'

Major factor, FedEx

High-powered lawyers, and a

Young nigga havin' his way

Let 'em know, let 'em know, mayne

Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know, boy

Let 'em know, let 'em know, mayne

Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know, boy


[Interlude]

Hello?

Wassup fool!

What's happenin' who dis?

Nigga it's yo' boy!

My bo- wassup you timer, when your ass gone retire?

On a mission 'bout my mail to the Hillside of Vallejo (7X)


[Verse 3: E-40]

You niggas got me fucked, fucked up

Me yank myself up out the game? Hold up, motherfucker

I got bills to pay, nigga if you don't get out my way

I'm gonna peels your toupee

I'm in it to stay and I'm straight from the Bay

But I never woulda thought that I would feel like

That I can invest my money in a franchise

Get em up out the hood before my homies lose they lizzives

Buy a fuckin' record company and watch my mail rise


[Outro]

Ha ha, yeah, timer

Big timer, a motherfucker have his bread, man

FedEx to the highest degree, tax free

Ballin' out of motherfuckin' control

A major factor playin a white man's game man

Sneak in and sneak out

Campaign champagne and claim fame

Game can be sold and told at the same time

And this shit here is designed to sprinkle yo' mind

High-powered ass shit man for my high-powered ass Clickalation

Get it while it's good and look forward to graduation

Understand me?


[Chorus: Suga-T]

He said he's just a

Timer, name ringin'

Major factor, FedEx

High-powered lawyers, and a

Young nigga havin' his way

Let 'em know, let 'em know, mayne

Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know, boy

Let 'em know, let 'em know, mayne

Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know, boy

Timer, name ringin'

Major factor, FedEx

High-powered lawyers, and a

Young nigga havin' his way

Let 'em know, let 'em know, mayne

Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know, boy

Let 'em know, let 'em know, mayne

Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know, boy