Lyrical Breakdown of 10 Freaky Girls - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "10 Freaky Girls" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how 21 Savage weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "10 Freaky Girls" 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 21 Savage employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
- Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to 21 Savage's narrative.
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Ooh
No, no, no
No, no
In peace (in peace)
May you rest (may you rest)
Never ever shoot below the neck (never ever)
You a rookie (you a rookie)
I'm a vet (I'm a vet)
That's why I got a Glock
You got a TEC (got a TEC)
Not checkers (not checkers)
This chess (it is chess)
I flooded out my Patek with baguettes
I curve Tiffany, yeah
For Jess (for who?)
Need to get myself together
I'm a mess (straight up)
In Bikini Bottom, I'm with Sandy (Sandy)
Moesha keep on drinkin' all the brandy (brandy)
Keisha eat the molly like it's candy (yah, yah)
Bodyslam a nigga like I'm Randy (yah, yah)
Yeah, I'm a hot hitter (straight up)
I'm a guap getter (straight up)
Leave a thot bitter (straight up)
Get your block hit up
Oh, you think you in a group?
Get that shit split up (on God)
Tryna suck me layin' down
I make that bitch sit up (straight up)
Yeah, hot box, dirty stick
Case closed (case closed)
We grill beef, nigga, charcoal (uh oh)
Sellin' pussy, her vajay-jay got a barcode (uh oh)
These broke ass niggas need Jobco (21)
Used to use EBT to get seafood (what?)
Now I Uber Eats when I want Kiku (straight up)
She wanna hang out and let the gang G you (facts)
Metro worth a lot of M's, nigga, me too (racks)
Hangin' off my earlobes is a rock (a rock)
Hangin' off my waistline is a Glock (pop, pop)
The body in that casket was a opp (21)
I don't throw no bottles, I throw shots (21)
All this drip on me, I need a mop (21)
Balenciaga boxers and the socks (on God)
I got ten freaky girls on a yacht (yacht)
Finna drown in 'em, dawg, finna drown in 'em (21)
Last altercation
Got a hundred rounds in him (on my mama)
All my spots got a lot of bloodhounds in 'em (on your mama)
Ain't no furniture
It's just a lot of pounds in 'em (straight up)
Percs, soft, hard, and I got the brown in 'em (on God)
Word to bombaclaat, shotta
We don't ramp in 'em (21)
Edgewood, Glenwood
Bouldercrest and the Hamp with 'em (six)
Got a lot of sticks
You can get stamped with 'em (on God)
Tryna mediate the beef
You get found with 'em (straight up)
All these chains, rest in peace to Harriet Tubman (Harriet Tubman)
Niggas broke 'cause they doin' too much clubbin' (too much clubbin')
Cashed out on all my cards 'cause I'm stubborn ('cause I'm stubborn)
Zone 6 against the world, that's how I'm comin' (how I'm comin')
I came out the womb, I was thuggin' (straight up)
Ain't no fistfights, niggas uppin' (straight up)
Rappers say they want smoke but they bluffin' (on God)
When you see 'em face-to-face
It ain't nothin' (straight up)
Hangin' off my earlobes is a rock (a rock)
Hangin' off my waistline is a Glock (pop, pop)
The body in that casket was a opp (21)
I don't throw no bottles, I throw shots (21)
All this drip on me, I need a mop (21)
Balenciaga boxers and the socks (on God)
I got ten freaky girls on a yacht (yacht)
I got ten freaky girls on a yacht
You know, I was racin' down the highway earlier today
Ridin' down 20
I happened to see a nigga I robbed back in the day
You know what? He was happy to see me