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BASEMENT
15
Hip-Hop/Rap
BASEMENT adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Club Lowlife tarafından 1 Kasım 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıRETROCADE
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AlbümRETROCADE
Çıkış Tarihi1 Kasım 2025
FirmaClub Lowlife
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM75

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthony Burrell
Anthony Burrell
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Burrell
Anthony Burrell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Club Lowlife
Club Lowlife
Engineer
Shuttle
Shuttle
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Huh, yea (Whoa)
We downstairs, yea the party inna' basement
Bitch ian' eatin' weed, nah I'm finna face it
Take a trip out to the Yams, cuzzo said we made it
If you in my BnB, that mean you not basic
Blackin' out I'm way too drunk, I can't make a statement
Hop inna' big body I'm onna' road
Hit the casino, I'm stealin' they dough
Pourin' a four while I'm reppin' the four
Ian' never gettin' high no mo' (cap)
Steppin' out the crib you know I'm flyer than a pilot
On these **** neck I'm startin' a riot
Good pussy yea that's all on my diet
Takin' it out, I am not dinin' in
My neck got plenty of diamondins
This lil' hoe tryna dive on in
Fear of God in this life of sin is Essential boy I gotta win
I'ma keep on swaggin', keep on swaggin' cause I wanna
I'ma young **** from the Mil, I do what I wanna
Smokin' marijuana, tell by my aroma
Plenty guns inside my crib, steppin' like a soldier
Fuck on this bih', fuck on this bih', fuck on this bih' to the beat (yea)
She in my crib, she in my crib, suckin' on me like a freak (hey)
I got bands, I got bands, stuff em' inside of my briefs
Shoot my fie', shoot my fie', this shit get hotter than grease (pew pew)
Huh, yea (Whoa)
We downstairs, yea the party inna' basement
Bitch ian' eatin' weed, nah I'm finna face it
Take a trip out to the Yams, cuzzo said we made it
If you in my BnB, that mean you not basic
Blackin' out I'm way too drunk, I can't make a statement
Hop inna' big body I'm onna' road
Hit the casino, I'm stealin' they dough
Pourin' a four while I'm reppin' the four
Ian' never gettin' high no mo' (cap)
Ian' never gettin' high no mo
Yea you know I'm lyin', know I'm lyin' like these hoes do
Throw my whip in sport, all this traffic I'm gon' glide through
Pockets fat like Dave Blunts, I be steady pourin' up the purple stuff
I can't ever turn a party down, when I walk in yea I turn it up
Lo got the hoes sho' nuff, wanna be like me get ya money up
Roll em' up inna' double dutch, **** play wit' me turn em' to a dove
New Vet parked outside, paint yellow like a homicide
She said not the first night, til she saw my condom size
Huh, yea (Whoa)
We downstairs, yea the party inna' basement
Bitch ian' eatin' weed, nah I'm finna face it
Take a trip out to the Yams, cuzzo said we made it
If you in my BnB, that mean you not basic
Blackin' out I'm way too drunk, I can't make a statement
Hop inna' big body I'm onna' road
Hit the casino, I'm stealin' they dough
Pourin' a four while I'm reppin' the four
Ian' never gettin' high no mo' (cap)
We downstairs, yea the party inna' basement
Take a trip out to the Yams, cuzzo said we made it
Allow your temptations to take over
Re-Re-Retrocade
Escape
Written by: Anthony Burrell
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