Drought Season Lyrics by E-40

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 spots, a ha-bin cost is like fuck it
    Niggaz taken loses that they can't make up
    Gettin gaffled for some of that shit call cake-up
    Strechin the crap, making a bad batch
    The screen from a trweekers 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
    Cuz 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, cuz 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
    cuz 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
    Cuz 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
    Cuz 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
    Cuz 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
    Cuz 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
    Stay 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 funky 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
    Cuz 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 cuz 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 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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