E-40 Drought Season Lyrics

(E-40)
Yeah E-40 and the m____fuckin c-l-i-c-k in this m____fucka, you know
I got my cousin Kaveo on the m____fuckin side of me
We fin to spit some of this old flamboyant s___, check game-

It's another one of them drought spots, a ha-bin cost is like f___ it
n____z taken loses that they can't make up
Gettin gaffled for some of that s___ call cake-up
Strechin the c___, 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 s___ that I'm sellin
Cuz during the drought season n____z 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 s___ that a n____z up lift about the game
The drought season main, cuz this s___ here never remains the same
And a brother ain't about to let his m____fuckin 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' m____fuckas outta bounds swerv,
breakin they punk a__ leavin scared
Cuz this is the type of s___ 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, f___in with the highest overhead
Jackin off my money yo a__ is out boy and I promise you that
I'm a money hungry m____fucka 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 m____fuckas 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 m____fucka 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

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