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March 19, 2006
I Stand Corrected
Not that I really give a shit. I just want everyone to know that the band that did this cover is from AUSTIN TEXAS. I just like the cover...I don't give a shit who did it. I could care less if they were from fucking Tierra del Fuego.
I never said Phish did it.
El Capitan is correct.
I got a pocket full o rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what) we don't love them whores,
And we gonna smoke an ounce to that
G's up, hoes down, like you motherfuckers bounce to that
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]
I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Yanno this type of shit, happens all the time
You gotta get yours before I get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G
He's got the cultivatin music that be captivatin me
But who hears, the words I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
I started mappin with this bitch named Sadie
You know she used to be the homeboy's lady
Dontcha know it's 80 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, full breeze
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
Later on that day
My homey Dr. Dre
He came by with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic you know it made me choke
it ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and set my cup o gin down
Dontcha know Tanqueray and chronic, well I'm fucked up now
But there ain't no stoppin, I'm 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, You know I'm raisin to pop a cop
But don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love you hoes, That's why 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
Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Beeotch.
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice cover by The Gourds. They are from AUSTIN TEXAS.
I stand corrected.
Posted by Yabu at March 19, 2006 08:30 PM | Music
Hehehe... Gotta stand up for your fellow Texicans! (And no, you never said it, it was just the file name was mislabeled. And Dax is to blame anyway!!)
Posted by: El Capitan at March 20, 2006 08:06 AM
I got the file from Yabu...Bitch! Don't blame me. I never said it was Phish either. Just Damn!
Posted by: Dax Montana at March 20, 2006 05:41 PM
That is some bad juju, my brothers.
Posted by: Dash at March 20, 2006 06:01 PM
I'm standing with Dax...
Posted by: Yabu at March 20, 2006 06:43 PM
Jeezus H Tapdancing Christ. It ain't like I'm accusing you all of cornholing the Pope. Lighten up!
No, you didn't say it was effin' Phish, either of you. The file name, however, DOES!!!
Posted by: El Capitan at March 21, 2006 08:38 AM
