
Gin and Juice Snoop Dogg
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[Intro: Daz Dillinger]
(Ahh) Hahaha, I'm serious, nigga
One of y'all niggas got some bad motherfuckin' breath (Oh, man)
Ayy, baby, ayy, baby (Shit)
Ayy, baby, gimme some bubblegum in this motherfucker or somethin', haha
Ride with me to get somethin' to eat, dog, ayy, nigga
Study long, study wrong, nigga
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
With so much drama in the L-B-C
It's kind of 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 (Yeah)
For the Gs and make a few ends (Yeah)
As I breeze through? Two in the mornin'
And the party's still jumpin' 'cause my mama ain't home
I got bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on, and
They ain't leavin' 'til six in the mornin' (Six in the mornin', six in the mornin')
So what you 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 (Yeah)
So we gon' smoke an ounce to this
Gs up, hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to this
(Ahh) Hahaha, I'm serious, nigga
One of y'all niggas got some bad motherfuckin' breath (Oh, man)
Ayy, baby, ayy, baby (Shit)
Ayy, baby, gimme some bubblegum in this motherfucker or somethin', haha
Ride with me to get somethin' to eat, dog, ayy, nigga
Study long, study wrong, nigga
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
With so much drama in the L-B-C
It's kind of 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 (Yeah)
For the Gs and make a few ends (Yeah)
As I breeze through? Two in the mornin'
And the party's still jumpin' 'cause my mama ain't home
I got bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on, and
They ain't leavin' 'til six in the mornin' (Six in the mornin', six in the mornin')
So what you 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 (Yeah)
So we gon' smoke an ounce to this
Gs up, hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to this
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