Fucked Up da Intro

Alright so I fucked up the intro the first time
So let’s give it another go I guess
Uh, uh

Come on everybody, let me hear your hands clap
People call me Oddy and, yes, I’ve come to rap
In fact, lean your seats back while I keep the rack of where the beats at
As your feet tap to my jam, I slam
People be like: O-double-D-Y God damn!
Can he kick it? You better believe I can
Honeys be like: Can we blow this Popsicle stand?
‘Cause you the man with the plan
And I can’t understand why you won’t let me hold your hand
And now I’m in the moment feelin’ you gon’ make me throw a tantrum
Then I say: Okay, you can come home with me
In the dinosaur land, huh, check it

S to the L, to the A-M-D
To the U, to the N, to the K, that’s me
With an A-S-A-U-R
Oddy Nuff, the kid that popped the lid off the jar
Ch-check it!
S to the L, to the A-M-D
To the U, to the N, to the K, that’s me
With an A-S-A-U-R
Oddy Nuff, the kid that popped the lid off the jar
Ch-check it!

Excuse me? (What?)
Introducing (what?)
A new flavor to be added to the smoothie (hol’ up)
I’m as cold as the ice cubes, fresh as the ripe fruit
Blend it all together and you get a pretty fly dude
Yeah, and it’s like this but it’s like that too
Flock to the shepherd, the coolest of all the cats
I’m a snow leopard, chillin’ tundra status
With the baddest, bunch of villains, the illest
But ain’t no need to grab a penicillin
What you feelin’ right now is a side effect
Pipe down, Oddy Nuff spittin’, I’m not showin’ my respect
So reflect what the kid called kallokie when I spit
Fuck a groupie, I’ma hit, let me flip

S to the L, to the A-M-D
To the U, to the N, to the K, that’s me
With an A-S-A-U-R
Oddy Nuff, the kid that popped the lid off the jar
Ch-check it!
S to the L, to the A-M-D
To the U, to the N, to the K, that’s me
With an A-S-A-U-R
Oddy Nuff, the kid that popped the lid off the jar
Ch-check it!

I’ve got blazing under Paris
Sittin’ in the coffee shop with a French Aris
Who’s cost has got me spendin’ money that ain’t apparent
Just so I can call a honey
I’m embarrassed, she don’t love me, so I move to the next country
It must be the fact
That I gotta get outta this fuckin’ pizza kitchen
‘Cause the money ain’t right, I can take the heat
I’m sizzlin’, cut a few looses but I don’t need no stitchin’
Keep on bitchin’ on how you can’t keep a bitch and like
The scene that keep on spittin’
‘Bout how this game is easy pimpin’
Limpin’ in the handicapped, it’s easy
Not really easy beginning, I be sinnin’ and grinnin’
Finishin’ this verse in a minute
Winnin’ or losin’ I still be killin’ it