Loosey In The Store With Pennies Lyrics - The Your Old Droog - Your Old Droog

Wanna know my plan B? No plan B 

That one bar will get you right like a Zani 

Droogs poppin pills, real, even if they blackball or stop the deal 

Diggin her back out while you still tryin to cop a feel 

Dry humpin, I don't even try and I'm triumphant 

Keepin it sharp they won't be askin where my umph went 

It's more present than ever now that I'm buzzin 

Like a light bulb that's fluorescent get gone you poor peasant 

Used to be a scammer now I no longer go to Western Union and Moneygram 

I get money off the grammar 

And the endeavor, never ends 

Receivin checks from the Netherlands, no time for fairweather friends 

Come around when it's sunny, and it'll be a Bronx Tale 

Have your organs on the black market in Yonkers on sale 

Go to Riverdale just to make a liver sale 

And still prevail, leave behind a positive trail 

Paid for my sins like friends went without the dinner 

The breadwinner, because I'm God, the scarhealer 

You haven't heard a bar realer 

I let Jesus take the wheel and the soundsystem he's a car stealer 

Like it's '94 and they stealin computers up out the grey Buick 

My debut sick like Illmatic, kill the static, had the greatest reception 

Used to be real erratic, had to change my perception 

Lose the Attention Deficit Disorder and hypertension 

With no meds, we all thoroughbreds 

Have my pumpkin smoke you like some Marlboro reds 

Bitch ain't the Long Island Lolita she know how to hold a heater 

The key to success is havin it locked, but don't get cocky 

Talkin shit on mushrooms, call it shiitake 

I know cats who took LSD and became dumber 

The only trips I take is three dice with the same number 

Not including the little getaways to the Caribbean 

Even when I'm here they don't know which crib we in 

Hiding out in my lay location, A-okay, they wonder how I stayed so patient 

In the cut, laid up like a platypus, bag the chick with the fatter puss 

Was real generic when I got at her 

Still gave me play, leeway, so I can go ahead and save my lines for a rainy day 

Sincerely yours as he signs the letter 

Good dimes are hard to come by, still it's 9's or better 

I'm sayin, it's no way I'm eatin teriyaki wok with a bitch look like an ewok, bro 

You know I hit drive-thrus with tools, and eat sushi drinkin saki with dimes 

Get a little too stocky at times 

Never do I panic 

Guaranteed to showboat like the opening scenes of Titanic 

Too many rapper types fall for the trap 

End up modelling a beanie with a ballfitter gap 

Tell me, does my speech really call for clappin? 

There's too much echo in this hall for rappin, grasshopper 

Be a showstopper at the opportune time 

If the Droog's gonna do it, I'm a do it proper 

I platoon with the proper tune 

And I don't plan to stop for anyone, anytime soon 

Can't play sick, women don't trip 

Keep it basic, you're not Grace Slick 

Impure to the limit, immature 

Du muir? I'm not so sure 

Lookin swell as Notor, but really what the hell is couture? 

Uh huh, yeah, I'm sure 

Look, I want something not too many will buy 

"Thanks, I try, " said the perennial fly guy 

Never indulge in Peppermint Patties or Good & Plenty's 

But I once copped a loosey in the store with pennies 

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