Stressmatic - I Had It In A Drought lyrics

[Verse 1: E-40] Do dirt buggies, station wagons, servin' the work Looked up to OG's like Paul and Curt Rest in peace Big Dank, Big Nate we miss you When we get up there we gonna play dominoes for some pushups Chalupa on my mind, all I know is the gravel Give a fiend a line and take her car for collateral The eighties was crazy I know you heard it If you get a ticket, better deserve it Sideshows jumpin' off after parties and things Hangin' out the roof with big gold chains That n***a Quarky used to get it, had the finger waves High-top fades and French braids Muscle cars, old schools, new school stunters Plymouth need to manufacture new Road Runners Me and D-Shot, big B-Lih and them My best friend Billy, became m**m My love one to this day, that's the way it's gonna stay Doin' the damn thing 'til I'm old and gray On my way to cop five on the Highway 5 In the drought it was definitely worth the drive An expert at grindin' when I was grittin' My folks used to come down from Richmond I had a plug in The Sco, a plug in The O A plug in Pin-oh, and Sacremento b*atch! [Chorus: Stressmatic] I was grindin', I was grindin' While you n***as was in the house (Know, you know, you know you n***as was in the house) I'm shinin', Boy I'm shinin' I had it in a drought [Verse 2: E-40] Monumental moves me and dudes play by the rules s**as be confused, b**hes be lovin' on us, some youths Never tryin' to lose, always in winnin' mode, we refuse To let a s**a stop us From gettin' our f**in' coppers Keep it lit, keep it pushin' and keep it movin' I ain't a counterfit b**h, I'm provin' We sh**tin' on haters, fartin' and pukin' Stay away from us if you ain't with the movement Dollar devoted, you better know it I'm for it You name it I sold it so much paper came from it When I was fifteen and a half plus four On Solano Avenue I bought a clothing store In Vallejo California entrepreneur Next to Davenport and the check cashin' store Across the street from Church's Chicken it was on A couple doors down, Studio Tone From the fourth to the twelfth I played the drums We always wanted to make some songs Me and The Click knew we was dope Got my haircut from London Pope He had the dopest fades in the parts Special shoutout to Rich Arcs I had a plug in The Sco, a plug in The O A plug in Pin-oh, and Sacremento b*atch! [Chorus: Stressmatic] I was grindin', I was grindin' While you n***as was in the house (Know, you know, you know you n***as was in the house) I'm shinin', Boy I'm shinin' I had it in a drought [Verse 3: E-40] It's a different era some dudes should wear mascara Actin' like a botch, won't be surprised they cut off they crotch People change like socks, I promise you playa, God is my witness I just do me and my mind business Once upon a time upon the soil Before all the funk and turmoil I met this gorgeous broad, she was cute She played the clarinet at the band revue She worked at Taco Bell when I was up at Grambling Looked like someone done drew her, she was handlin' She trust her first mind, though I was in there I smoke a s**a like a cigarette The realest n***a in there thought you thought that I told you Hella years later still with my girl from high school I had a plug in The Sco, a plug in The O A plug in Pin-oh, and Sacremento b*atch! [Chorus: Stressmatic] I was grindin', I was grindin' While you n***as was in the house (Know, you know, you know you n***as was in the house) I'm shinin', Boy I'm shinin' I had it in a drought