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Lampara
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lampara was released on May 2, 2024 by 1684002 Records DK2 as a part of the album Lampara - Single
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Release DateMay 2, 2024
Label1684002 Records DK2
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tracy Fitzgerald
Tracy Fitzgerald
Songwriter
Spencer Washington
Spencer Washington
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tracy Fitzgerald
Tracy Fitzgerald
Engineer

Lyrics

Big Shwagg Engineering
Spence, You Went Crazy On This One
Aye, streets was never for me one and done I hit a home run
I was twelve years old when I put my five fingers on a gun
Knock knock knock you better run
My Draco got a big drum
I was eighteen when I started rolling in them big funds
Hell nah I can't mess this up
We pull up in them armored trucks
Got your bitch she geeked to lust
She goin' on that party bus
Deuce Baby he tatted up
Addicted to the pain and stuff
I think I ran out of love
I fucked around and gave too much
Uh, uh, uh, uh uh uh
Deuce Baby a star lul bitch I'm shining like a lampara
I'm taking over hang it up
Go ahead, throw that tantrum
Forever bitch I'm turning up
Just started I ain't get enough
Yeah, I fuck up they pancreas
They see that I'm winning they're throwing up
Everybody wan' be the big dog man these young **** need some growing up
Everybody mad at Deuce Baby they don't even know that I'm pandanus
Sorry I took your lady man that bitch look so spontaneous
Streets was never for me one and done I hit a home run
I was twelve years old when I put my five fingers on a gun
Knock knock knock you better run
My Draco got a big drum
I was eighteen when I started rolling in them big funds
Hell nah I can't mess this up
We pull up in them armored trucks
Got your bitch she geeked to lust
She goin' on that party bus
Deuce Baby he tatted up
Addicted to the pain and stuff
I think I ran out of love
I fucked around and gave too much
**** I bet on myself
Did it on my own, don't need no help
Drowning, I had to swim, Michael Phelps
Now I own a company right on your belt
Went to Hawaii go fuck up the island
It's only right to go hit a Hawaiian
Yeah, got on the plane I'm smiling
It's nothing, man all this money keep piling
Streets was never for me one and done I hit a home run
I was twelve years old when I put my five fingers on a gun
Knock knock knock you better run
My Draco got a big drum
I was eighteen when I started rolling in them big funds
Hell nah I can't mess this up
We pull up in them armored trucks
Got your bitch she geeked to lust
She goin' on that party bus
Deuce Baby he tatted up
Addicted to the pain and stuff
I think I ran out of love
I fucked around and gave too much
Written by: Spencer Washington, Tracy Fitzgerald
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