The Mail Man E-40
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Kick this shit about the mail man
[Verse 1: E-40]
Time for the payback, backpay
Can't let homie live to see his birthday
A.K., 47 hot ones to the kidney
Bootsee muthafucka didn't know what hit him
Went way, rode up on his ass in a Chevy
Baby, nigga shoulda known that shit was heavy
Dummy, shouldn't have fucked off all my fuckin' fetti
That I gave him, spent my shit with a nigga from another city
Then they doubled, tripled and sold his ass some swivle
Little old sucker-butt nigga trust the mail man
Now his ass is trash like a garbage can
Caught up in some shit with the mailman
The Mailman
[Chorus: E-40]
(Boom-boom!) now they gloom
My strap went boom
(Boom-boom!) now they gloom
My strap went boom
(Boom-boom!) now they gloom
My strap went boom
Had him duckin' every muthafuckin' thing up in the room
[Verse 1: E-40]
Time for the payback, backpay
Can't let homie live to see his birthday
A.K., 47 hot ones to the kidney
Bootsee muthafucka didn't know what hit him
Went way, rode up on his ass in a Chevy
Baby, nigga shoulda known that shit was heavy
Dummy, shouldn't have fucked off all my fuckin' fetti
That I gave him, spent my shit with a nigga from another city
Then they doubled, tripled and sold his ass some swivle
Little old sucker-butt nigga trust the mail man
Now his ass is trash like a garbage can
Caught up in some shit with the mailman
The Mailman
[Chorus: E-40]
(Boom-boom!) now they gloom
My strap went boom
(Boom-boom!) now they gloom
My strap went boom
(Boom-boom!) now they gloom
My strap went boom
Had him duckin' every muthafuckin' thing up in the room
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