Gin and Juice (Laid Back Mix)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] With so much drama in the LBC 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 (Yeah) And make a few ends as I breeze through? (Yeah) 2 in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin' 'Cause my mama ain't home I got bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on And they ain't leavin' 'til 6 in the mornin' (6 in the mornin' - 6 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 an ounce to this G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this [Chorus: Lil David Ruffin, 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 gotta 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 my 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 Tha Dogg Pound, feel the breeze Biatch, I'm just... [Chorus: Lil David Ruffin, 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 raisin' 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: Lil David Ruffin, 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 (Biatch) With my mind on my money And my money on my mind Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo Sippin' on gin and juice (Biatch) With my mind on my money And my money on my mind