E-40 - Drought Season Lyrics

E-40 Drought Season lyrics is the 1st song on the album "Federal" by E-40. The "Drought Season" lyrics by E-40 are displayed below.
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Drought Season by 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



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



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)

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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



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



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





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



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



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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