My version of Gin and Juice by Snoop Dog ( Lion )
Intro: Dre]
[man pissing]
Heah hah hah!
I'm serious baby one of y'all babyz got this butt jumpin up
Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some bubblegum in this thumbsucka
Steady long, steady long baby
[Verse One: Snoop]
With so much drama in the L-B-C
It's kinda hard bein J-A-C-K- double E
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin up with funky behind stuff 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 chicks 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, mannnnn
I got a pocket full of gummy bears and my homeboys do too
So turn on the night lights and close the doors
But (but what) we don't love them toes, yeah!
So we gonna play a ounce to this
G's up, babes down, while you thumbsucka bounce to this
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Rollin down the street, on my bi-ike, sippin on apple juice
Laid back (with my mind on my mommy and my mommy on my mind)
[Verse Two:]
Now, that, I got me some Martinelli's apple juice
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this types of stuff, happens all the time
You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin to the J-A-C-K-E-E
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 first grader named Sadie (Sadie?)
She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that chick)
Eighty degrees, when I tell that girl please
Raise up off these T-R-U-C-K's, cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
babbby, I'm just
[Chorus]
[Verse Three:]
Later on that day
My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Kindergardeners
And a fat baby J, of some blow pops lollypops that made me choke
Man, this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Kindergardeners and blow pops, yeah I'm jacked up now
But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
Dre got some babys from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my move, I'm raisin up off the cot
Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love your toes, I'm out the do'
And I'll be
[Chorus]
Rollin down the street, on my bi-ike sippin on apple juice (chick!!)
Laid back (with my mind on my mommy and my mommey on my mind)
Rollin down the street, on my bi-ike, sippin on apple juice (Chick!!)
Laid back (with my mind on my mommy and my mommy on my mind)
