H.A.W.K. - Drought Season lyrics

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H.A.W.K. - Drought Season lyrics

[Hook - 2x] When it's drought season, ain't got nothing to do Instead of running the streets with my n***as, I'ma stay home with my boo Cause it's no work, so baby call in And let this freaky sh** begin, for real I'm all in When it's drought season, ain't got nothing to do Instead of running the streets with my n***as, I'ma stay home with you Cause it's no work, so baby call in And let the freaky sh** begin, for real I'm all in [Mike D] I ain't had no work, in about two weeks Some sh** gon get hectic, when you can't find ki's Cause I'm more addicted to birds, then I'm with bops Cause on my block, it be rolling nonstop But this be the season, when n***as go to the top And sh** gon pop, clean house like a mop Rain over the cop, from popping and fresh benefits Besides your outfit, flying round to the freak-nick Big balling, and crawling Up the state line, birdie U-Hauling more blocks we don't bar it Cause we don't plan on falling, we smashing again Ain't no stalling ain't no stunting, just big faces folding Playing over twenty thousand, for a bird black You wanna charge me a penny, over your cat It's just like that, motherf**er Cause slipping and tripping round this time, you a dead motherf**er [Hook] [H.A.W.K.] The sky is the limit, to the money you making The chances you taking, the rules you breaking Confiscating, bringing home the bacon The cakes you baking, the nuts you taking n***as be hating, perpetrating Devils like Satan, got me mistaken Have aspiration, for the thangs that you do Go on take the day off, so I can ball with you My baby boo, ooh girl ooh I like that Go on turn around, and let me hit it from the back Crying and stack, after the s** we can relax And calculate the interest, on our property tax Baby it's a fact, either way it's gon be there Go on feed me grapes, while you stroke through my hair The love we share, is the meaning of a pair And to that baby, nothing can compare [Hook] [Mafio] Say girl I'm in hurry, to moving my work Drought season make a n***a feel it, right where it hurt Your skirt got a range, for that ready today Serious about you, and I wanna parlay Let me hit it from the back, like you like me to do it Talk to a n***a dirty, while I'm making you lose it When my cheese low, I'm in the pad freaking Real thick a**, long hair Puerto Rican Calling me papi, loving my body rock I'm a Southside Playa, and you know it don't stop I'ma slide in the drop, pick up my shop Straight from the nail shop, cause I'm fiending for cot I like them big ol' red hoes, with a beautiful smile Shake em up knock em down, in a mansion my wall I'm a big ol' boss player, cookie do' maker Love to f** my b**h, in the waters of Jamaica [Hook - 3x]