With so much drama in L-B-C
Its kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin up with funky ass shit nearly every single day
Can I, kick a little something for the Gs
And, make a few friends is a breeze, through
Two in the mornin and the partys still jumpin
Cause my momma aint ho-ome
I got bitches in the living room gettin it on
And, they aint leavin til six in the mornin
So what you wanna do hoo
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 dont love them whores
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
Gs up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
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
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
Now that I got me some Seagrams gin
Every body got their cups, but they aint chipped in
Ya know this type of shit, happens all the time
Gotta get yours before I get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G
He gots the cultivating music that be captivating he
Who hears the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
And get mackin to this bitch named Sadie
She used to be the homeboys lady
Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these N-U-Ts, cause you gets none of these
As I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
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
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
Slows down
Later on that day
My homey Dr. Dre
He came by with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J,
Speeds up
Of some bubonic chronic you know it made me choke
It aint no joke, I had to back up off of it,
Set my cup of gin down
Stops Yeah, Tanqueray and chronic, well Im fked up now speeds back up
But it aint no stoppin, Im still poppin
Dr Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my nut, ya know Im raisin up off the cot
Dont get upset girl, thats just how it goes
I dont love you hoes, thats why Im out the do
And Ill be
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
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