Gin And Juice Lyrics
[Intro: Dre]
[man pissing]
Heah hah hah!
I'm serious nigga one of y'all niggaz got this ass motherfuckin up
Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker
Steady long, steady long nigga
[Verse One: Snoop]
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 (yeah)
and, make a few ends as (yeah!) 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 (six in the mornin)
So what you wanna do, sheeeit
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, yeah!
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
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)
[Verse Two:]
Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this types 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 (Sadie?)
She used to be the homeboy's 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
beeeitch, I'm just
[Chorus]
[Verse Three:]
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 hoes, I'm out the do'
And I'll be
[Chorus]
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
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 (beeotch!!)
Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
Sunday, February 29, 2004
Thursday, February 26, 2004
In the early mornin' rain
With a dollar in my hand
With an achin' in my heart
And my pockets full of sand
I'm a long way from home
Lord I miss my love ones so
In the early morin' rain
With no place to go
Out on runway number nine
Big seven-o-seven set to go
And I'm stuck here in grass
Where the pain that ever grows
Now the liqour tasted so good
And the women all were fast
Well there she goes my friend
She rollin' now at last
Hear the mighty engines roar
See the silver wing on high
She's away and westward bound
Far above the clouds she'll fly
Where the mornin' rain don't fall
And the sun always shines
She'll be flyin' o'er my home
In about three hours time
This old airport's got me down
It's no earthly good to me
'Cause I'm stuck here on the ground
As cold and drunk as I can be
You can't jump a jet plane (but I can - B)
Like you can a freight train
So I'd best be on my way
In the early mornin' rain
With a dollar in my hand
With an achin' in my heart
And my pockets full of sand
I'm a long way from home
Lord I miss my love ones so
In the early morin' rain
With no place to go
Out on runway number nine
Big seven-o-seven set to go
And I'm stuck here in grass
Where the pain that ever grows
Now the liqour tasted so good
And the women all were fast
Well there she goes my friend
She rollin' now at last
Hear the mighty engines roar
See the silver wing on high
She's away and westward bound
Far above the clouds she'll fly
Where the mornin' rain don't fall
And the sun always shines
She'll be flyin' o'er my home
In about three hours time
This old airport's got me down
It's no earthly good to me
'Cause I'm stuck here on the ground
As cold and drunk as I can be
You can't jump a jet plane (but I can - B)
Like you can a freight train
So I'd best be on my way
In the early mornin' rain
Friday, February 13, 2004
So I went to work the other night, Phil had to take the night off due to a migrane, and I got to work with Steve! Let me remind you who Steve is...
Quoted From My Opinion Tuesday, December 16, 2003
.... or Steve-O you pushy little scrawn. (Steve-O suffers from little guy syndrome, he had a few too many drinks and decided to push everyone around. Poor guy probably only weighs a buck -o- five soaking wet! But it sure would have been fun to bust him up.).....
So we're working away, things were going well, so we were just talking 'bout shit. (Steve and I have never worked more than an hour or two together since he started, but I see him every day at the end of my shift) So we're working away and we start talking about websites and stuff.. So I give him my website address, not thinking any thing about it... and what do you think is still at the bottom of my opinion?
.... or Steve-O you pushy little scrawn. (Steve-O suffers from little guy syndrome, he had a few too many drinks and decided to push everyone around. Poor guy probably only weighs a buck -o- five soaking wet! But it sure would have been fun to bust him up.).....
I didn't even think about it, until I got a call the next day, wondering if I gave Steve the URL on purpose or by accident.
"WTF kinda question is that, of course it was on purpose."
"What about him being a buck -o- five and busting him up?"
"Oh Shit. Is he pissed off?"
Needless to say, I felt I should phone Steve and do some 'splainin.
I don't have my "standard" disclaimer" anywhere on this website, but I probably should.
Regardless, here is something for everyone to see:::
Steve:
I'm not going to apologise for thinking out-loud on my website, but I do want you to know that I never inteded to offend you or piss you off. (as I was pretty mad that night, but mostly not at you)
I think we get along pretty well at work, and my opinion of you is based on that, not one night of "poke chest".
I do apologise for talking behind your back, (which is what I do to everyone on this website), but ya gotta understand, this is like my therapy.
I'm not one to hold grudges, (I think you know what issue, I'm talking about now) especially since this one is way beyond our control.
Don't think that I am putting on a face at work, trying to be someone I'm not or trying to act in a way that isn't me. When I'm at work, I'm too busy thinking about other things than to waste my time doing stuff like that.
Dude, I guess I'm trying to apologise without apologising, cause I would / will do it again if you get drunk and try pushing me around again. Or maybe this time I won't be so afraid to just push back a bit.
I hear some WWE music playing in the back......
Did that make any sense?
Quoted From My Opinion Tuesday, December 16, 2003
.... or Steve-O you pushy little scrawn. (Steve-O suffers from little guy syndrome, he had a few too many drinks and decided to push everyone around. Poor guy probably only weighs a buck -o- five soaking wet! But it sure would have been fun to bust him up.).....
So we're working away, things were going well, so we were just talking 'bout shit. (Steve and I have never worked more than an hour or two together since he started, but I see him every day at the end of my shift) So we're working away and we start talking about websites and stuff.. So I give him my website address, not thinking any thing about it... and what do you think is still at the bottom of my opinion?
.... or Steve-O you pushy little scrawn. (Steve-O suffers from little guy syndrome, he had a few too many drinks and decided to push everyone around. Poor guy probably only weighs a buck -o- five soaking wet! But it sure would have been fun to bust him up.).....
I didn't even think about it, until I got a call the next day, wondering if I gave Steve the URL on purpose or by accident.
"WTF kinda question is that, of course it was on purpose."
"What about him being a buck -o- five and busting him up?"
"Oh Shit. Is he pissed off?"
Needless to say, I felt I should phone Steve and do some 'splainin.
I don't have my "standard" disclaimer" anywhere on this website, but I probably should.
Regardless, here is something for everyone to see:::
Steve:
I'm not going to apologise for thinking out-loud on my website, but I do want you to know that I never inteded to offend you or piss you off. (as I was pretty mad that night, but mostly not at you)
I think we get along pretty well at work, and my opinion of you is based on that, not one night of "poke chest".
I do apologise for talking behind your back, (which is what I do to everyone on this website), but ya gotta understand, this is like my therapy.
I'm not one to hold grudges, (I think you know what issue, I'm talking about now) especially since this one is way beyond our control.
Don't think that I am putting on a face at work, trying to be someone I'm not or trying to act in a way that isn't me. When I'm at work, I'm too busy thinking about other things than to waste my time doing stuff like that.
Dude, I guess I'm trying to apologise without apologising, cause I would / will do it again if you get drunk and try pushing me around again. Or maybe this time I won't be so afraid to just push back a bit.
I hear some WWE music playing in the back......
Did that make any sense?
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