"Gin & Juice" lyrics
With so much drama out in Tennessee
It's kinda hard bein' H-A-R-D-Y
But I somehow, some way
Keep coming up with country ass shit like every single day
May I kick a little somethin' for the Gs and make a few ends
As I breeze through? At two in the morning
Party still jumpin' 'cause my momma ain't home, and
Bitches in the living room rippin' a bong, and
They ain't leavin' till six in the morning
So what y'all wanna do? (What?)
Shit, I got a pocket full of bullets and my homeboys do too
A spotlight and some ryegrass rows, but, but what?
We gonna slug some does, yeah
Then we gonna smoke an ounce to this
Gs up, hoes down, while you rednecks 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 myself some gin
Everybody got their cups, but they ain't chipped in
Yeah, this type of shit happens all the time
You gotta get yours but I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you're listening to the HIX OG
I got that Appalachian music that be captivating he
Who listens to the words that I wrote
As I'm takin' me a swig on a dirt back road
And get to whippin' up a biscuit and some gravy
Chillin' while I'm listening to some Willy and some Waylon
Eighty degrees, hound dogs sayin' please, raise up off these N-U-T's
'Cause you gets none of these, nah
Hey, pour another G and J and thank 'em for the good life
I ain't talkin' fishin' when I take 'em to the hook like
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
Yeah
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, biatch
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, biatch
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
It's kinda hard bein' H-A-R-D-Y
But I somehow, some way
Keep coming up with country ass shit like every single day
May I kick a little somethin' for the Gs and make a few ends
As I breeze through? At two in the morning
Party still jumpin' 'cause my momma ain't home, and
Bitches in the living room rippin' a bong, and
They ain't leavin' till six in the morning
So what y'all wanna do? (What?)
Shit, I got a pocket full of bullets and my homeboys do too
A spotlight and some ryegrass rows, but, but what?
We gonna slug some does, yeah
Then we gonna smoke an ounce to this
Gs up, hoes down, while you rednecks 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 myself some gin
Everybody got their cups, but they ain't chipped in
Yeah, this type of shit happens all the time
You gotta get yours but I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you're listening to the HIX OG
I got that Appalachian music that be captivating he
Who listens to the words that I wrote
As I'm takin' me a swig on a dirt back road
And get to whippin' up a biscuit and some gravy
Chillin' while I'm listening to some Willy and some Waylon
Eighty degrees, hound dogs sayin' please, raise up off these N-U-T's
'Cause you gets none of these, nah
Hey, pour another G and J and thank 'em for the good life
I ain't talkin' fishin' when I take 'em to the hook like
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
Yeah
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, biatch
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, biatch
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Writer(s): Andre Young, Steve Washington, Calvin Broadus, Daniel Webster, Harry Casey, Steve Arrington, Raymond Guy Turner, Mark Adams, Richard Finch
