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Gin & Juice

Snoop Doggy Dogg, as played by the Gourds

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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 like every single day
May I, kick a little something for the G's, And, make a few friends as I breeze, you know its
Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin, Cause my mama 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, I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors, But for what we don't love them hoes
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this, G's up, hoes down, while you motherf**kers bounce to this
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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
Now that I got me some Seagram's gin, Every body got their cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this types of shit, happens all the time, You gotta get yours before I get mine
Everything is fine when you're listenin to the D-O-G, he's got the cultivatin music that be captivatin me
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 at ease
As I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze bytch
(slows down)
Later on that day, My homey Dr. Dre, Came out with a gang of Tanqueray, And a fat ass J,
(speeds up)
Of some bubonic chronic that made me choke sh*t, It ain't no joke, I had to back up off of it,
Sit my cup of gin down, Yeah, Tanqueray and chronic, well I'm f**ked up now (speeds back up)
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 do'
And I'll be…