Lyrical Breakdown of El Chapo Jr - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "El Chapo Jr" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how 2 Chainz weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "El Chapo Jr" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that 2 Chainz employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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El Chapo Jr
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I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr (yeah)
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr (dig, dig)
Anywhere on the map, I bring it to you
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, I'ma bring it to ya
I wear Versace like it's Nike, you don't like it, do you? (You don't like it)
I bet you feel this bankroll if I bump into you, oh yeah
Chopper bullets flying everywhere (bah, bah, bah)
Got them chopper bullets flying everywhere, uh
.223 chopper clip as long as Stacey Augmon
In the restaurant I order two fried lobsters
Napkin on my Balmains, smokin' with lil mama
Like fuck your baby daddy, his daddy should've worn a condom, ooh
All these grams on me, all these bands on me
Make her want to dance on me and put her hands on me, ooh, uh
Sprinter van on me, I got them Xans on me
Driveway so damn long by the time I leave I'm damn asleep (fuck you mean?)
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr (yeah)
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr (dig, dig)
Anywhere on the map, I bring it to you
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, I'mma bring it to ya
I done put so many on I can't fall off
Trying to see how much the West End Mall costs, oh yeah
I might buy a Maybach and paint it all gold
Buy a crib, fill the rooms up with all stoves
Wish I could tell ya what she's doin' to me
Pocket full of money that's bluer than sea
I feel like I just paid off the plug
Drop the top off the whip, hair-line receding
High last night so I woke up this evening
Can't pimp me so don't you tip me
Rims on the car make it six feet
So I can park the car wherever the blimps be
I want a bird for my birthday, I drink syrup with no pancakes
Yeah, bitches 'round my pool, I make them hoe look like my landscape
Yeah, El Chapo J R R, multicolor A.R. Rules
Looking like I play ball
Tell 'em keep they day jobs, ooh
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr (yeah)
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr (dig, dig)
Anywhere on the map, I bring it to you
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr, I'mma bring it to ya