Your Old Droog - 42 (FOURTY DEUCE) lyrics

[Verse 1: Your Old Droog] Me and my team played the deuce Back when you used to think you could boost your high with a loose In front of the old port authority I was the bustdown King, Newport authority The internal biological menthol mechanism let me know the exact time to pa** it-- ace Eat a hot dog, get mustard on your face 42nd street is the place Play stop sign on that strip all the time, square Wherever the hoes is at, I'm there At the theatre catching flicks I saw you with your bum a** girl wearing matching kicks Son, I even sold Stevie nicks And an O of regs to Fran Leibowitz There's none of that now, we make hits Like Times Square at night, I'm lit [Hook: Your Old Droog] On the deuce, on the four On the deuce, repeat Some clap on the 2 and the 4 Others clap on the 1 and the 3 (I won't judge Yall though) You walking down 42nd at night You might run into me [Verse 2: Your Old Droog] Clap on the 2 and the 4 Hit the bank, take paper out like new shoes in the store You know I can't wait to buy new shoes Zooted, bumping "I Can't Wait" by Nu Shooz 808's smelling like reaganomics On 42, declining offers to see comics I'm good, the rap game is a comedy show If I need a laugh I just watch their video I wanna know who's your yay supplier Tell em to meet me in front of Gray's Papaya Where it used to be, smoking a loosey Just left the Hard Rock Cafe, feeling woozy Got the blues, walking past bb kings See how long it take to get to the shuttle, time it How he flip Nu Shooz in this tough guy climate? Like Times Square at night, I'm lit [Hook] [Verse 3: Your Old Droog] Never ducking out the way for a tourist shot f** with me that's more business for the florist spot Got two fire verses and the chorus hot Plus a 8 bar bridge A peak into this man's mental on grand central Tell a story and throw in a hint of oriental Skated thru Bryant park when the sky went dark Hit the diner and ordered an omelette