[00:01.52]Heah hah hah!
[00:03.17]I'm serious bitch one of y'all niggaz
[00:05.00]got this ass ****in' up
[00:06.68]Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some
[00:08.93]bubblegum in this bitch
[00:15.18]Steady long, steady long nigga
[00:24.10]With so much drama in the L-B-C
[00:26.27]It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G
[00:29.02]But I, somehow, some way
[00:30.86]Keep coming up with funky ass shit like every single day
[00:34.30]May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)
[00:37.78]and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
[00:40.37]Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin
[00:43.30]cause my momma ain't home
[00:44.38]I got bitches in the living room getting it on
[00:46.29]and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
[00:49.42]So what you wanna do, sheeeit
[00:51.63]I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
[00:54.38]So turn off the lights and close the doors
[00:57.21]But (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah!
[01:00.19]So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
[01:01.75]G's up, hoes down, while you mother****ers bounce to this
[01:04.21]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
[01:10.61]Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
[01:14.29]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
[01:20.63]Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
[01:23.86]Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin
[01:26.42]Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
[01:28.66]Now this types of shit, happens all the time
[01:31.28]You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
[01:33.91]Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G
[01:36.92]I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
[01:39.75]who listens, to the words that I speak
[01:42.17]As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
[01:44.63]and get to mackin' to this nigga named Sadie (Sadie?)
[01:47.35]She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that shit)
[01:50.02]Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
[01:52.19]Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these
[01:54.92]At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
[01:59.15]beeeitch, I'm just
[02:00.66]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
[02:06.05]Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
[02:10.19]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
[02:16.12]Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
[02:20.65]Later on that day
[02:22.08]My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
[02:25.65]And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
[02:29.13]****, this ain't no joke
[02:30.29]I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
[02:32.87]Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm ****ed up now
[02:35.04]But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
[02:37.67]Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
[02:40.28]To serve me, not with a cherry on top
[02:42.64]Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot
[02:45.27]Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
[02:47.74]I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do' And I'll be
[02:50.41]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
[02:56.59]Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
[03:00.67]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
[03:06.67]Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
[03:10.75]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
[03:18.05](with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
[03:20.83]Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
[03:27.83](with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)

Heah hah hah!
I'm serious bitch one of y'all niggaz
got this ass ****in' up
Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some
bubblegum in this bitch
Steady long, steady long nigga
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 coming 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 getting 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 mother****ers 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 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 nigga named Sadie (Sadie?)
She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that shit)
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
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)
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
****, this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm ****ed 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
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)
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
(with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
(with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)