Gin and Juice (Live) [feat. Kurupt, Snoop Dogg, Daz & Nate Dogg]

Yeah, bend over

Yeah, ha ha, bend over

Ooh, yeah, bend over

Bend over, bend over

Just rollin'

Come on, just rollin'

Just rollin'

Just rollin'

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 morning and the party's still jumping

'Cause my mama ain't home

I got some bitches in the living room getting it on

And they ain't leavin' till six in the morning

So what 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

So we gonna smoke a ounce to this

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

Rollin' (Sing that shit)

Just rollin' (Sing that shit)

Just rollin' yeah, laid back

With my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Just rollin'

I'm just rollin'

I'm just rollin', laid back

With my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Now that I got me some Seagrams gin

Everybody got they cups but they ain't chipped in

Now this type of shit, it 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 to the words that I speak

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

And get to mackin' this bitch named Sadie

She used to be my little **** lady

80 degrees when I tell that bitch please

Raise up off these N-U-T's cause you gets none of these

At ease (Bow-wow-wow)

As I mob with The Dogg Pound

Feel the breeze 'cause you know I'm just

(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 (I'm just rollin')

(Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice) Rollin', rollin'

Rollin'

With my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Check this, 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, sit my cup down

Tanqueray and chronic, yeah, I'm fucked up now

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

And Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton

To serve me, not with a cherry on top

'Cause when I get through, I gots to hit the dope spot

Don't get upset 'cause I fuck with the ho

I don't love you hoes, I'm out the door

And I'll be

Rollin', I'm just rollin' (Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice)

I'm just rollin'

With my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Just rollin', we just rollin' (Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice)

I'm just rollin'

With my mind on my money and my money on my mind

Let me hear you say Death Row (Death Row)

Say Death Row (Death Row)

Say Dogg Pound (Dogg Pound)

Say Dogg Pound (Dogg Pound)

Say Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg)

Say Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg)

Say Gin and Juice (Gin and Juice)

Say Gin and Juice (Gin and Juice)

Yeah

No, ain't nobody can stop

No, ain't nobody can stop

Come on, ain't nobody can stop

Yeah, say your body can't stop

Yeah, say nobody can stop

Party