Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg - Gin And Juice lyrics

It's gotta be close.E-mail if anything is wrong.

With so much drama in the L-B-C

It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G

But I, somehow, some way

Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day

May I, kick a little something for the G's

and, make a few moves as I breeze, two

Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin

cause my momma ain't home

I got bitches in the living room gettin it on

and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin the

So what you gonna do,

I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too

So turn off the lights and close the doors

But but what we don't love them hoes, So we gonna smoke a ounce to this

G's up, hoes down, while all you brothers bounce to this

[Chorus: repeat 2x]

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice

(with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)

[Verse Two:]

got me some Seagram's gin

Everybody got their cups, but they ain't chipped in

types of things, happens all the time

You got to get yours before I gotta get mine

Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G

I got the cultivating music that be captivating me

when you listen to the words that I speak

As I take me a drink to the middle of the street

mack to a chick named Sadie

used to be my homeboy's lady (that bitch)

Eighty degrees, when I tell the chick please

and I Dogg Pound, feelin the breeze

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]

Later on that day

My homey Dr. Dre came over with a gang of Tanqueray

some fat ass G, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke

Shit, this ain't no joke

I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down

Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm jacked up now

But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin

Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton

To serve me, not with a cherry on top

Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot

Don't get upset girl,but that's how it goes

we don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' now

[Chorus]

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice

Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice

Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)

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