Gin And Juice

Gin And Juice lyrics

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 ends as I breeze, through
Two in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin'
'Cause my momma ain't home Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
I'm sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money
And my money on my mindI got bitches in the living room gettin' it on
And, they ain't leavin' til 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 doorsRollin' down the street, smokin' indo
I'm sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money
And my money on my mindNow that I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this types of shit, happens all the time
You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
Later on that day
My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
When I bust my nuts, I'm raisin' to bust the cot
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
I'm 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
I'm 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
I'm sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Laid back with my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
On my mind

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