Down to Earth movie - Gin and Juice lyrics

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Song by Snoop Doggy Dogg<br /><br>

[Intro: Dre]<br>

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[man pissing]<br>

Heah hah hah! <br>

I'm serious nigga one of y'all niggaz got this ass motherfuckin up<br>

Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker<br>

Steady long, steady long nigga<br>

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[Verse One: Snoop]<br>

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With so much drama in the L-B-C<br>

It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G<br>

But I, somehow, some way<br>

Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day<br>

May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)<br>

and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through<br>

Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin<br>

cause my momma ain't home<br>

I got bitches in the living room gettin it on<br>

and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)<br>

So what you wanna do, sheeeit<br>

I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too<br>

So turn off the lights and close the doors<br>

But (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah!<br>

So we gonna smoke a ounce to this<br>

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

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[Chorus: repeat 2X]<br>

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Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice<br>

Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)<br>

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[Verse Two:]<br>

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Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin<br>

Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in<br>

Now this types of shit, happens all the time<br>

You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine<br>

Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G<br>

I got the cultivating music that be captivating he<br>

who listens, to the words that I speak<br>

As I take me a drink to the middle of the street<br>

and get to mackin to this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)<br>

She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch)<br>

Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please<br>

Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these<br>

At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze<br>

beeeitch, I'm just<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Verse Three:]<br>

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Later on that day<br>

My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray<br>

And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke<br>

Shit, this ain't no joke<br>

I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down<br>

Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now<br>

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

Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton<br>

To serve me, not with a cherry on top<br>

Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot<br>

Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes<br>

I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do'<br>

And I'll be<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)<br>

Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)<br>

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)<br>

Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)<br>

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