Odee
Yo, I told these niggas I ain't never been the one
And you know I eat, call the beat tenderloin
I'm a savage, how you want it, flip a coin
'Cause I really go in, if I'm tryna prove a point
I'm the prince of rap, and you more like a groupie
I'm a fuckin' landmark, can't nothing move me
My life is a movie, I told you I'm a star
They don't want you in their bed, so they fuck you in the car
You dirty, you got STDs
You sick dick bitch, you got crabs and fleas
Bitch please, I'm just gettin' started
If you want it with the prince, guess you wanna be a martyr
Who the fuck gassed you up, No this ain't Shell
I know you can't get right, I know you ain't well
Tried to rumble with that heavyweight
I see you you wanna fail, take a bath in gasoline and burn in hell
Are you dumb, have a seat, you be movin' hella weak
We clown you in the group chat, you be havin' us weak
No I don't respect you, you couldn't suck my meat
You sloppy little whore, I bet you'd use your teeth
I'm back bitches
Nah, see somebody gassed you mutha fuckahs up
And told y'all, y'all could fuck with me
Just can't fuck with me
Somebody lied to you, and said you could out bar me
Who the fuck said...
Nah, we don't play that mutha fuckin' game around here
Quincy got bars
Lil dirty ass whores, who lied to you
Who said that you was on my mutha fuckin' level bitch
I'm the rumble in the jungle, the thriller in Manila
The exotic flavor, you're something like vanilla
Bitch, I'm always on the edge I'm something like a killa
I'm the realest of the real, ain't nothin' realer
Beat my chest like gorillas, got bars, no fillers
When I pop off, I'm break-in' glass ceilings (hold up)
Class in session, I ring a few bells, they all got detention
Ain't gotta show my dick to get attention
I string a few niggas up, now that's lynchin'
And beef with niggas on sight, now that's tension
Retire a few of these niggas, no pension
Quincy on a hunt, Quincy on a mission
Quincy raw tea, Quincy is the prince and
Stuck my foot out, Quincy got 'em drippin'
Quincy be pimpin'
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Quincy Tyree, yeah the whores gonna know me
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Quincy Tyree, yeah the whores gonna know me
I think they get it now
I think they understand
I told y'all I wasn't to be fucked with
But y'all wanted to fuck with me
I don't understand why everybody wanna fuck with me
I be mindin' my fucking' business
I be sittin' at home chillin', jackin' off to porn
But ya'll wanna be fuckin' with me
I be watchin' TV, mindin' my business and ya'll wanna fuck with me
Leave me the fuck alone
Bye... I don't wanna have to have this conversation again
Go sit in the fuckin' corner bitch
Whore
Stupid
Okay, I'm done
I'm done
And you know I eat, call the beat tenderloin
I'm a savage, how you want it, flip a coin
'Cause I really go in, if I'm tryna prove a point
I'm the prince of rap, and you more like a groupie
I'm a fuckin' landmark, can't nothing move me
My life is a movie, I told you I'm a star
They don't want you in their bed, so they fuck you in the car
You dirty, you got STDs
You sick dick bitch, you got crabs and fleas
Bitch please, I'm just gettin' started
If you want it with the prince, guess you wanna be a martyr
Who the fuck gassed you up, No this ain't Shell
I know you can't get right, I know you ain't well
Tried to rumble with that heavyweight
I see you you wanna fail, take a bath in gasoline and burn in hell
Are you dumb, have a seat, you be movin' hella weak
We clown you in the group chat, you be havin' us weak
No I don't respect you, you couldn't suck my meat
You sloppy little whore, I bet you'd use your teeth
I'm back bitches
Nah, see somebody gassed you mutha fuckahs up
And told y'all, y'all could fuck with me
Just can't fuck with me
Somebody lied to you, and said you could out bar me
Who the fuck said...
Nah, we don't play that mutha fuckin' game around here
Quincy got bars
Lil dirty ass whores, who lied to you
Who said that you was on my mutha fuckin' level bitch
I'm the rumble in the jungle, the thriller in Manila
The exotic flavor, you're something like vanilla
Bitch, I'm always on the edge I'm something like a killa
I'm the realest of the real, ain't nothin' realer
Beat my chest like gorillas, got bars, no fillers
When I pop off, I'm break-in' glass ceilings (hold up)
Class in session, I ring a few bells, they all got detention
Ain't gotta show my dick to get attention
I string a few niggas up, now that's lynchin'
And beef with niggas on sight, now that's tension
Retire a few of these niggas, no pension
Quincy on a hunt, Quincy on a mission
Quincy raw tea, Quincy is the prince and
Stuck my foot out, Quincy got 'em drippin'
Quincy be pimpin'
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Quincy Tyree, yeah the whores gonna know me
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Ever since I got these bars you know I ODEE
Quincy Tyree, yeah the whores gonna know me
I think they get it now
I think they understand
I told y'all I wasn't to be fucked with
But y'all wanted to fuck with me
I don't understand why everybody wanna fuck with me
I be mindin' my fucking' business
I be sittin' at home chillin', jackin' off to porn
But ya'll wanna be fuckin' with me
I be watchin' TV, mindin' my business and ya'll wanna fuck with me
Leave me the fuck alone
Bye... I don't wanna have to have this conversation again
Go sit in the fuckin' corner bitch
Whore
Stupid
Okay, I'm done
I'm done
Credits
Writer(s): Quincy Barrett
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