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3rd eye
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Hip-Hop/Rap
3rd eye was released on November 1, 2024 by Oodaredevil as a part of the album TTV2 Extended Edition
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Release DateNovember 1, 2024
LabelOodaredevil
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Oodaredevil
Oodaredevil
Performer
Mark Walker
Mark Walker
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Walker
Mark Walker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Walker
Mark Walker
Producer

Lyrics

Huh (uh), huh (huh)
Huh, ah, ah
Keep it go runnin', I won't want you stop
I'm never tryna be something I am not
Sex on the beast, ice on the rocks
Sex on the beach, ice on the rocks
Codeine dreams, all in my–
It's codeine dreams, all in my Sprite
I used to serve feins all thru the night
I got the work from servin' feins, on my ice (wock)
My diamonds hittin' like they turned on the lights
I fucked her from the back, three point-hike
I bring stupid warm, need some ice
Everything I'm doing, special not normal
Bitch fine, skin tight, she nice, fuck all night, then I leave in the morning, uh
Racks, I put it on my garments
Choose Christian, Louis, but I Ford it
Cook it up, I don't need no McCormick
Hook it up, 2O fuck with the formant
Hook it up, I can give a fuck
It ain't bout a buck, shit, talk to you in the morning, uh
Diamonds white, yup, these are the Jordans
Set the mood right, and now she horny
I need to do right, I know what's important
Shoe ain't even fittin' and still wore it
Clothes from overseas, like a tourist
Jeans, they japanese like 2O award
2O big shit, biggest Toronto racks, soarin
Yeah we got Glocks and dicks, we's not the tourist, hm
Aye
Speak up, I need you to say what it is **** act like you tough you done turned to a bitch, I
Bet she got attitude don't give me lip, ha
I'm smokin' on spinach, Popeye strong as shit, ha
I was fucked up and hungry, now it's ribeyes
Steak and some calamari, not the french fries
Talkin' crazy, reach from here, **** better not
I fuck the bitch told her get out (hm)
I'm seein' shit with my third eye (third eye)
Ain't from the H just to pain, die
Rode the bike, I'm buggin' her, and I walk by
Hoes like "I'm Hugh Hefner," but they ain't mine
Told that bitch do better, this the third time
I don't need Rosetta, it's money on my mind (I don't need no–)
Money on my mmm
Keep it go runnin', I won't want you stop
I'n never tryna be something I am not
Sex on the beast, ice on the rocks
Sex on the beach, ice on the rocks
Codeine dreams, all in my– (ok)
It's codeine dreams, all in my Sprite (mhm)
I used to serve feins all thru the night (okay)
I got the work from servin' feins, on my ice
My diamonds hittin' like they turned on the lights
I fucked her from the back, three point-hike
I bring stupid warm, need some ice
Everything I'm doing, special not normal
Bitch fine, skin tight, she nice, fuck all night, then I leave in the morning, uh
Racks I put it on my garments
Choose Christian, Louis, but I Ford it
Uh-hm, mhm
Written by: Mark Walker
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