Drought Season

Lyrics

(E-40)
 Yeah E-40 and the muthafuckin c-l-i-c-k in this muthafucka, you know
 I got my cousin Kaveo on the muthafuckin side of me
 We fin to spit some of this old flamboyant shit, check game-
 It's another one of them drought's my sahobs, and shit be costly like fuck
 Niggaz taken loses that they can't make up
 Gettin gaffled for some of that shit call cake-up
 Strechin the crack, making a bad batch
 The screen from a tweekers pipe turns black
 So they go crazy, get hot-headed, start actin' a fool yellin'
 But ya'll know there ain't no refunds in the shit that I'm sellin
 'cause during the drought season niggaz be lookin' for a reason to rush ya
 So I suggest you put up your bootsees man and pull out your buckets
 (kaveo)
 Here's another part of this shit that a niggaz up lift about the game
 The drought season main, 'cause this shit here never remains the same
 And a brother ain't about to let his muthafuckin capital go mein
 So instead he gots to get scandlous
 'cause he can't keep up and handle hisbuisness
 Like he use to and he ain't really wit being through, get to it dude
 Gotta pull a straight come-up, lick
 Catchin' muthafuckas outta bounds swerv,
 breakin they punk ass leavin scared
 'cause this is the type of shit that occur
 so don't get caught loose on perv
 (40)
 I gots meals, wheels, and about 5 thousand dollars worth of bills
 Bank account way on the red, fuckin with the highest overhead
 Jackin off my money yo ass is out boy and I promise you that
 I'm a money hungry muthafucka and I'm so serious about my scratch
 So you're best bet is
 to check yourself before you wreck yourself punk botch
 I gets down and dirty like Dr. Ruth and I put that on the Gooch
 Droppin muthafuckas just like a bad habit, Dag nab it
 Tricks wanna get outta line I let 'em have it
 Now bag it, I gots Ice Cream Candy
 and all kinds of things of that flavor
 And maybe later I might be willing to go low as long as you buyer before
 'cause I'm the only muthafucka with A-1 Yola,
 none of that ol caken with baking soda
 It gets released, ceased, and then the prices rises like yeast
 Those who gots leftovers will become obese,
 triplin' my mail off the triple beam scale
 I even got enemies with envy askin' me for yayo
 Chorus -
 The Drought Season niggaz lookin' for a reason
 It's like Thanksgiving without the feast -n (2 x)
 (kaveo)
 A niggaz tryin to work hard on a meal ticket so I can't stand to be dry
 'cause after the stronger man supply
 but in the drought season it's too hard to get by
 Niggaz be runnin' off with D gafflin muthafuckas, startin at chances
 'cause a niggaz mail ain't to muthafucka fancy,
 rollin around with a duece and a quarter
 Can't get caught lose on the border, sittin on them thangs like 40
 Say fuckin with a bitches brain
 (40)
 Can't be affected by the great depression
 this country is in a recession, I reckon
 So let me give yo ass a funkin lesson-
 Never let a muthafucka know what you got or what you buyin
 It's dem bootsee muthafuckas in your town that's always dyin'
 Stay low, play the background, keep your shit on a hush mate
 Hit it hard one time and then hibernate
 (Kaveo)
 Now check game I'm tryin to do my own muthafuckin' thang
 but shit just ain't right
 For heaters that just got way to tight, Jackin muthafucka's on sight
 But I'm a nigga that don't give a fuck
 when I'm tryin to get my cashflow up
 And render them seasons what ever the reason may be, niggaz comin up
 short tye, Gag, Watch em short out from sea,
 for sale signs on a nigga's shit
 'cause he ain't got no muthafuckin' D,
 sellin' up everything made of material G
 The Drought Season
 Chorus
 (E-40)
 I'm really not all sure about them thangs that fin to mature
 But let me find me a nigga with a grip and hit his ass quick with a lick
 What's your definition of a lick?
 Takin' a niggas shit
 Hey, put that on sumptin
 I put that on the click,
 if you consider yourself a hustla can't be no busta brown
 Stackin mail, straight come upin', when funk come around be down
 (Kaveo)
 A nigga's gotta have some type of hustle
 whether it be sellin' Dank or robbin banks
 Snitches can't go to the pen 'cause they fuck around and wind up shanked
 In the presence of drought season shit gets hectic
 niggaz losin they lives when they least expect it
 (E-40)
 It's E-40 and my cousin Kaveo lettin' muthafuckas know main
 Spittin that ol playa shit that muthafuckas don't understand an
 Tardy to the crazy ass game, never gotta be clever
 Specially in this type of weather, Ya Know?
 The Drought Season
 Chorus (4x)
 Thought he had cane but it was Gold Medal flour

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Song Details

Duration
04:20
Key
9
Tempo
92 BPM

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