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Odd
23
Turnede
Hip-Hop/Rap
Odd adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak cupcakKe tarafından 19 Haziran 2016 tarihinde yayınlandıS.T.D
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AlbümS.T.D
Çıkış Tarihi19 Haziran 2016
FirmacupcakKe
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM59

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cupcakKe
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elizabeth Harris
Elizabeth Harris
Songwriter

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Ain't it odd everybody want a fucking picture now?
Ain't it odd when I catch you, always catch you in a lie?
Ain't it odd thug **** sweeter than pumpkin pie?
Ain't it odd that yo' fucking jaw ain't broken right now?
Ain't it odd? Ain't it odd? Ain't it odd? (Fuck, boy)
****, you a fraud
I'm like, "Where yo' jewelry from?", I wanna cop those
He over east, these diamonds cost loads (Cost loads)
Ain't it odd I was finna get him robbed
But it came out the beauty supply at Cosmos?
Let me call a cab if it ain't about cash
My music get a lot of bumps now I'm a rash
Any bitch talk stupid like Stacey Dash
Gon' need candles by they body like a romantic bath (Woo)
One wrong move, you a dead **** (Dead ****)
I ain't bearing with you, no Ted, **** (Ted ****)
I'm in the gun shop for a extra large
To leave a bitch leaking like some discharge (Brr)
Pay my money fast now to my PayPal (PayPal)
Like stepping in the Chinese store they, "Pay now" (Pay now)
You call it cocky, I just call it, "Bitch, you proud"
They see my scale went up, they acting fishy now
Ain't it odd everybody want a fucking picture now?
Ain't it odd when I catch you, always catch you in a lie?
Ain't it odd thug **** sweeter than pumpkin pie?
Ain't it odd that yo' fucking jaw ain't broken right now?
Ain't it odd? Ain't it odd? Ain't it odd? (Fuck, boy)
****, you a fraud
Lil bitch, check it out, no doctor (Check it out)
Got hella hits, no boxer
Yo' favorite artist on the Freshman cover, I could put him in a headlocker
Once I tell my homies that it's going off, they make yo' body roll like a bowling ball
Bullshit online, I'm a driveby, remove you off the Internet for good even if you on the WiFi
I ain't talking no bluffery, **** not touching me
I like to keep the convo shorter than a summary
I'm out here on the grind for that instant guapo
You out here on the grind for a Insta follow
We cut so different we can't even think the same
Couple warrants for my arrest, so I'm hiding behind the bangs
I'm David from the Bible, known for that good aim
I bet money that yo' money shorter than the name James
Ain't it odd everybody want a fucking picture now?
Ain't it odd when I catch you, always catch you in a lie?
Ain't it odd thug **** sweeter than pumpkin pie?
Ain't it odd that yo' fucking jaw ain't broken right now?
Ain't it odd? Ain't it odd? Ain't it odd? (Fuck, boy)
****, you a fraud (You a fraud)
Written by: Elizabeth Harris
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