Text: Southside Playaz. Street Game. Drought Season.

(feat. H.A.W.K., Mafio)

[Hook: x2]
When it's drought season, ain't got nothing to do
Instead of running the streets with my niggaz, I'ma stay home with my boo
Cause it's no work, so baby call in
And let this freaky shit 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 niggaz, I'ma stay home with you
Cause it's no work, so baby call in
And let the freaky shit begin, for real I'm all in

[Mike D:]
I ain't had no work, in about two weeks
Some shit 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 niggaz go to the top
And shit 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, motherfucker
Cause slipping and tripping round this time, you a dead motherfucker

[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
Niggaz 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 sex 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 nigga 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 nigga dirty, while I'm making you lose it
When my cheese low, I'm in the pad freaking
Real thick ass, 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 fuck my bitch, in the waters of Jamaica

[Hook x3]