Gin And Juice Lyrics - Gourds

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 

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? 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 ho's, yeah 

So we gonna smoke a ounce to this 

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

Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo 

Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back 

With my mind on my money 

And my money on my mind 

Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo 

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 

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 listenin' 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 

She used to be the homeboys lady 

(Oh, that bitch?) 

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 

Bitch, I'm just 

Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo 

Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back 

With my mind on my money 

And my money on my mind 

Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo 

Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back 

With my mind on my money 

And my money on my mind 

Later on that day, my homey 

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 ho's, I'm out the do' and I'll be 

Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo 

Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back 

With my mind on my money 

And my money on my mind 

Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo 

Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back 

With my mind on my money 

And my money on my mind 

Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo 

Sippin' on gin and juice, bitch 

With my mind on my money 

And my money on my mind 

Rollin' down the street, smokin' endo 

Sippin' on gin and juice, bitch 

With my mind on my money 

And my money on my mind