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​Drought Season

This song is by E-40 and appears on the album Federal (1993).

(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 y'all 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