i had it in a drought

Singer: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 nigga 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 muslim

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

biatch!

i was grindin'

i was grindin'

while you niggas was in the house

i'm shinin'

boy i'm shinin'

i had it in a drought

monumental moves me and dudes play by the rules

suckas be confused

bitches be lovin' on us

some youths

never tryin' to lose

always in winnin' mode

we refuse

to let a sucka stop us

from gettin' our fuckin' coppers

keep it lit

keep it pushin' and keep it movin'

i ain't a counterfit bitch

i'm provin'

we shittin' 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

biatch!

i was grindin'

i was grindin'

while you niggas was in the house

i'm shinin'

boy i'm shinin'

i had it in a drought

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 sucka like a cigarette

the realest nigga 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

biatch!

i was grindin'

i was grindin'

while you niggas was in the house

i'm shinin'

boy i'm shinin'

i had it in a drought