Gin and Juice

by Snoop Doggy Dogg

As played by the Gourds



With so much drama in 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 nearly every single day

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

and, make a few friends is a breeze, through

Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin

cause my momma ain't ho-ome

I got bitches in the living room gettin it on

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

So what you wanna do hoo

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 whores

So we gonna smoke a ounce to this

G's up, hoes down, while you motherf**kers bounce to this



Chorus: repeat 2X



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 Two:



Now that I got me some Seagram's gin

Every body got their cups, but they ain't chipped in

Ya know this type of shit, happens all the time

Gotta get yours before I get mine

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

He gots the cultivating music that be captivating he

who hears the words that I speak

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

and get mackin to this bitch named Sadie

She used to be the homeboy's lady

Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please

Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these

as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze



Chorus



Verse Three:



(slows down)

Later on that day

My homey Dr. Dre

He came by with a gang of Tanqueray

And a fat ass J,

(speeds up)

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