Gin and Juice lyrics

[Intro: Daz Dillinger & (Snoop Dogg)]

(Ugh) Ha-ha-ha, I'm serious, nigga

One of y'all niggas got some bad motherfuckin' breath

(Oh, man) Aye, baby, aye, baby, (shit) aye, baby

Get some bubblegum in this motherfucker or somethin'

Aye, nigga, get somethin' to eat, dog

Aye, nigga, study long, study wrong, nigga

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]

With so much drama in the L-B-C

It's kind of 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 ends as I breach through?

Two in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin'

‘Cause my momma ain't home

I got bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on

And they ain't leavin' till six in the mornin'

So what you wanna do?

Shit, 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, yeah

So we gon' smoke a ounce to this

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

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg & Daz Dillinger]

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

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

Now that I got me some Seagram's gin

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

Now this type of shit happens all the time

You got to get yours but, fool, I gotta get mine

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

I got the cultivating 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 bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)

She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch)

80 degrees, when I tell that bitch 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…

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg & Daz Dillinger]

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

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]

Later on that day, my homie Dr. Dre

Came through with a gang of Tanqueray

And a fat ass J 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 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 nut I'm raising up off the cot

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: Snoop Dogg & Daz Dillinger]

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