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Space Jam
668
Hip-Hop/Rap
Space Jam was released on July 17, 2025 by 4380938 Records DK as a part of the album Space Jam - Single
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Release DateJuly 17, 2025
Label4380938 Records DK
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reginald Felix
Reginald Felix
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reginald Felix
Reginald Felix
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Reginald Felix
Reginald Felix
Engineer

Lyrics

Five star chick
And you a five star chick
And you a five star chick
And you a five star chick (Yeah)
I want a five star chick (One chick)
I need a five star chick
I need a five star chick
I want a five star chick (Yo Gotti)
Just put your ho in a good spirit, she gettin' drilled while we on T
I chopped that bitch in the city, on my mama, A to Z
She just like to lead you wrong
But, for Drac, she TTG
Pass the ball, like I'm Duke Dennis, y'all lil' **** DDG
Uh-oh, here come Mr. Draco, they can't fuck with me
They know I'm Mr. Grab Your Ho, I got 'em scared, they duckin' me
Wanna fuck one of my bitches, that's gon' cost your ass a fee
Your bitch open, on my mama, guard the paint, you ain't got no D
Tap a **** on their ass
Shootin' at my bitch, you gettin' trouble
Ballin' hard on these lil' boys, they know I always beat the buzzer
Tryna beef with me about the bitch, your lil' cousin a sucker
Know I hit that shit first night, your police ass tryna go cuff her
Talkin' 'bout a five star chick, but she let everybody fuck her
I leave bitches in my DMs, send my lil' brother to slush 'em
Fly your bitch out to Miami, I send shit like Jimmy Butler
I like bitches in they coat, but, shit, they 10, I can't even touch 'em
'Bout that Bread Gang, Watch Your Head Gang, my **** rushers
Slime a **** for they kit
They know lil' Drac slicker than butter
You gon' run and chase the bitch, I'ma put her on her feet
You make that bitch buy you some J's, I make that bitch go charge a fee
Made the bitch block me on everything, on God, your ass weak
Always goin' through her phone and shit, on God, that shit ain't P
She treat your ass like a lil' boy, when she with me, that bitch a freak
If you seen me in her likes, I knocked her down, your ass sleep
Scored on every bitch in my city, if she bad, you know I had her
Better treat your lil' bitch right 'fore she get mad, and I come grab her
Sneakin' pictures while I'm sleep, that shit get leaked, your ass finished
Actin' hard, like you don't need the bitch, see, now, your ass tender
Talkin' 'bout a five star chick, but she let everybody fuck her
I leave bitches in my DMs, send my lil' brother to slush 'em
Fly your bitch out to Miami, I send shit like Jimmy Butler
I like bitches in they coat, but, shit, they 10, I can't even touch 'em
'Bout that Bread Gang, Watch Your Head Gang, my **** rushers
Slime a **** for they kit
They know lil' Drac slicker than butter
You gon' run and chase the bitch, I'ma put her on her feet
You make that bitch buy you some J's, I make that bitch go charge a fee
It's your boy, Yo Gotti, I do grade A, shh (What?)
I'm the realest— walkin', and this the remix
And I'm still out here lookin' for a 5 star chick
When I catch her, I'ma bless her with a 5 star kid
Written by: Reginald Felix
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