Gin and Juice
Snoop Dog Lyrics

With so much drama in the L-B-C
Living in Long Beach is full of drama and chaos

It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G
Being Snoop Dogg is not an easy task

But I, somehow, some way
But I manage to handle it somehow

Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day
I always come up with new, creative music

May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)
May I perform a song for the gangsters (yeah)

and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
And make some money as I pass by

Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin
It's 2 am and the party is still going strong

cause my momma ain't home
Because my mother is not home

I got bitches in the living room gettin it on
There are women in my living room having sex

and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
And they won't leave until 6 am

So what you wanna do, sheeeit
So what do you want to do?

I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
I have condoms and so do my friends

So turn off the lights and close the doors
Let's turn off the lights and close the doors

But (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah!
But we don't care about those women, yeah!

So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
So let's smoke some weed while we listen to this song

G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
Up with the gangsters, down with the women, and let's all enjoy this song

Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin
Now that I have Seagram's gin

Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Everyone has a cup, but they haven't contributed to the alcohol purchase

Now this types of shit, happens all the time
This kind of thing happens all the time

You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
You have to get your share, but so do I

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

I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
I have music that is creative and impressive to him

who listens, to the words that I speak
Who listens to my lyrics

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

and get to mackin to this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)
And start flirting with this woman named Sadie (Sadie?)

She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch)
She used to be my friend's girlfriend (Oh, that woman)

Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
It's 80 degrees and I ask her politely

Raise up off these N-U-T's, bitch you gets none of these
Leave me alone, you're not getting any of this

At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
Relax, as I walk with the Dogg Pound and enjoy the fresh air

beeeitch, I'm just
I'm just being myself, bitch

Later on that day
Later that day

My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
My friend Dr. Dre came over with a lot of Tanqueray gin

And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
And a big joint of very strong marijuana that made me cough

Shit, this ain't no joke
This is serious

I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
I had to stop smoking and put my cup away

Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
Drinking Tanqueray and smoking marijuana has me very intoxicated now

But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
But I'm not stopping, I'm still partying

Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
Dr. Dre brought some women from Compton

To serve me, not with a cherry on top
To serve me, but not in a sweet or desirable manner

Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot
Because when I orgasm, I get up immediately

Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
Don't be upset, that's just how things are

I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do'
I don't have feelings for these women, I'm leaving

Rollin down the street, smokin endo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Driving down the street, smoking marijuana, drinking gin and juice (bitch!!)

Laid back [with my mind on my money and my money on my mind]
Relaxed, but focused on making and keeping money