Gin and Juice (Explicit) - Snoop Dogg
Composed by：Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.
Ha ha ha I'm serious nigga
Ayy baby ayy baby
Ayy baby
Get some bubblegum in this muh****** or somethin'
Get somethin' to eat dog
Study long study wrong nigga
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
A*s ****like every single day
May I kick a little something for the G's
And make a few ends as I breeze through
Two in the mornin'
And the party's still jumpin' 'cause my mama ain't home
I got ******* in the livin' room
Gettin' it on
And they ain't leavin'
'Til six in the mornin'
Six in the mornin'
So what you wanna 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 h*es yeah
So we gon' smoke a ounce to this
Gs up h*es down while you *************
Bounce to this
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
I got me some seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups but they ain't chipped in
Now this types of **** happens all the time
You gotta get yours but fool I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin' to the D O G
I got the cultivatin' music that be captivating he
Who listens to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
And get to mackin' to this ******named Sadie Sadie
She used to be the homeboy's lady oh that b****
Eighty degrees when I tell that ******please
Raise up off these N U T's
'Cause you gets none of these
At ease as I mob with the dogg pound feel the breeze
Beyotch I'm just
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
Later on that day
My homie Dr Dre came through with a gang of tanqueray
And a fat a*s J of some bubonic chronic
That made me choke
*****this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it
And sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic yeah I'm ******* up now
But it ain't no stoppin' I'm still poppin'
Dre got some ******* 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 that's just how it goes
I don't love you h*es I'm out the door
And I'll be
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
Rollin' down the street smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice
Beyotch with my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice
Beyotch with my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
