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AMOR
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Hip-Hop/Rap
AMOR was released on February 20, 2026 by DiamondAudio as a part of the album NEPTUNES
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Release DateFebruary 20, 2026
LabelDiamondAudio
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
M4SIVE
M4SIVE
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mason A. LaLonde
Mason A. LaLonde
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trey Fanta
Trey Fanta
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Ah, se ela soubesse que quando ela passa
O mundo, sorrindo, se enche de graça
E fica mais lindo por causa do amor
Sou- por causa do amor
Ou causa do amor
Yeah, I can make it boombox baby (yeah)
If you do what it duwap, bae (yeah)
My diamonds dancin' on the side, hoe (yeah)
Make it do what I duwap, bae
Skinny like a Ramadan
I'ma kill this show like a homicide
Why you gon' beat me down?
I'ma pick you up
We go slow-mo
We hit it any way (she get it anyway)
Why I ride solo?
You said you see it in my face (see it in my face)
Poppin' that bozo
She on the booze and all this shit
Straight coppin' that froyo
She tryna' spoon and all this shit (yeah)
I can make you relax, baby
X-A-N-S on my lap and my baby
Ask what I do and I answer with truth
Interview me in the booth while I blaze
She pour me up in my I-C-E cup
And fucking with bands, you making the cut
But you got a mans, aint making the cut
And fucking with fans, they all make the cut, yuh
I can make it boombox baby (yeah)
If you do what it duwap, bae (yeah)
My diamonds dancin' on the side, hoe (yeah)
Make it do what I duwap, bae
Skinny like a Ramadan
I'ma kill this show like a homicide
Why you gon' beat me down?
I'ma pick you up
(But that ain't gon' work)
(Cause' then the time moves on she think the drank gon' get her right)
(Trapped in a phenomenon we both can't describe)
(But, I can)
(Won't you follow me and we can make it work)
Punch on the dash when I'm feeling the breeze
I'm tryna' get up and dash
Dance on the floor when you reading the scene
Feeling like I'm in the past
Know this the future, I'm planting up trees
And later, I'll smoke on the grass
See what I'm seeing? A whole lot of green
Got tats with no color, just black
Yeah, fuck that FOMO
We hit it any way (she get it anyway)
Why I ride solo?
You said you see it in my face (see it in my face)
Poppin' that bozo
She on the booze and all this shit
Straight coppin' that froyo
She tryna' spoon and all this shit (yeah)
I can make you relax, baby
X-A-N-S on my lap and my baby
Ask what I do and I answer with truth
Interview me in the booth while I blaze
She pour me up in my I-C-E cup
And fucking with bands, you making the cut
But you got a mans, aint making the cut
And fucking with fans, they all make the cut, yuh
I can make it boombox baby (yeah)
If you do what it duwap, bae (yeah)
My diamonds dancin' on the side, hoe (yeah)
Make it do what I duwap, bae
Skinny like a Ramadan
I'ma kill this show like a homicide
Why you gon' beat me down?
I'am pick you up
Written by: Mason A. LaLonde
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