String Cheese Incident

String Cheese Incident - Gin N' Juice lyrics

[Verse 1]

With so much drama in the LBC,=

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

But I,somehow, some way, keep comin'

Up funky-ass shit nearly every single day

May I kick a little somethin' for the G's and make a few friends as I

Breeze through

Two in tha mornin and the party's still jumpin

Cause my mama ain't home.

I got bitches in the living room gettin' it on

And they ain't leavin' till 6 in the morning

So whatcha wanna do?

Shit, I got a pocket full of rubbers and my home boys do too

So turn off the lights and close the door

But, for what--we don't love dem whores

Yeahhh so we gonna smoke an ounce to this

G's up hoes down like you motherfuckers bounce to this.

[Chorus]

Rollin' down the street smokin' indo, sippin' on gin n juice

Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Rollin' down the street smokin' indo, sippin' on gin n juice

Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

[Verse 2]

Now that I got me some Seagram's gin

Everybody got their cup but they ain't chipped in

Now this type of shit happens all the time

You gotta get yours before I get mine

Everything is fine when you're listening to the D O G

I got to cultivatin music that be captivating me

Who listens the words that I speak

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

And get tha mackin with this bitch named Sadie

She used to be the home boys' lady

80 degress when I tell that bitch please

Raise up off these N.U.T's

Cause you get none of these

At ease, as I rhyme with the dog pound feel the breeze

Biotch, I'm just

[Chorus]

Rollin' down the street smokin' indo, sippin' on gin n juice

Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Rollin' down the street smokin' indo, sippin' on gin n juice

Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

[Verse 3]

Later on that day my homey Dr. Dre

Came through with a gang to Tanqueray

And a fat-ass J of some bubonic chronic that made me choke, shit

This it ain't no joke-- I have to back up

Off of it and sit my cup down

Tanqueray and chronic, I'm fucked 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 nutt

I'm raisin up out the cock

Don't get upset girl that's just how it goes

I don't love you hoes, I'm out the door

And I'll be...

[Chorus]

Rollin' down the street smokin' indo sippin' on gin n juice

Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Rollin' down the street smokin' indo sippin' on gin n juice

Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Rollin' down the street smokin' indo sippin' on gin n juice

Biotch

Rollin' down the street smokin' indo sippin' on gin n juice

Biotch

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