DBZ (ft. Method Man & Denzel Curry) Your Old Droog (Ft. Denzel Curry & Method Man)
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[Intro: Sample & Little Ann]
What shit is this?
(Nobody cares)
(Yo)
(Nobody knows)
[Verse 1: Your Old Droog]
[Verse 2: Method Man]
Divide and conquer, inside my being resides a monster (Uh)
I line you up like you need a barber, don't be a martyr
Don't be a starter, believe in karma, I'll be your sponsor (Yeah)
Go even farther and deadbeat like it need a father
Get even darker than DMX on the streets of Yonkers
The cheaper hawker love Mary Jane like I'm Peter Parker (Uh)
S.I. Nеw Yorker, we don't make up storiеs, Sephora
I mean to keep it a bean like Goya
I'm a microphone fiend, my tree green as sequoia
The New York State greens, have you ever seen that no more or nah?
Life a B if you can't support her
Ain't no price tag, if you gotta ask, then you can't afford her (Ahh)
Your band real, but soon as your man squeal
Get your man killed for that monkey business, you're mandrill
If that man still stands and he takin' the standstill
Put that steel on the stand and tell him to stand still (Bum)
[Intro: Sample & Little Ann]
What shit is this?
(Nobody cares)
(Yo)
(Nobody knows)
[Verse 1: Your Old Droog]
[Verse 2: Method Man]
Divide and conquer, inside my being resides a monster (Uh)
I line you up like you need a barber, don't be a martyr
Don't be a starter, believe in karma, I'll be your sponsor (Yeah)
Go even farther and deadbeat like it need a father
Get even darker than DMX on the streets of Yonkers
The cheaper hawker love Mary Jane like I'm Peter Parker (Uh)
S.I. Nеw Yorker, we don't make up storiеs, Sephora
I mean to keep it a bean like Goya
I'm a microphone fiend, my tree green as sequoia
The New York State greens, have you ever seen that no more or nah?
Life a B if you can't support her
Ain't no price tag, if you gotta ask, then you can't afford her (Ahh)
Your band real, but soon as your man squeal
Get your man killed for that monkey business, you're mandrill
If that man still stands and he takin' the standstill
Put that steel on the stand and tell him to stand still (Bum)
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