Lyrical Breakdown of Cinderella Story - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Cinderella Story" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how A Boogie wit da Hoodie weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Cinderella Story" 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 A Boogie wit da Hoodie employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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It's a hood nigga story (it's a hood nigga story)
But you like Cinderella stories, too (but you like Cinderella stories too)
And, girl, you know I fuck with you (girl, you know I fuck with you)
Text you in the mornin' like, "What's up, ugly?"
But to us that means you're beautiful (to us that means you're beautiful)
But you should keep that shit between us two (keep that shit between us two)
Girl, I want you, mm (girl, I want you)
I'm on your body (your body, ah)
My vibe is your body (my vibe is your body)
There's somethin' we should talk about, mm (let's talk about it), yeah
'Cause I might need you around me ('cause I might need you around me)
They hate on me like I was born rich (I wasn't born rich), yeah
But I'm just now gettin' used to ballin' (I'm just now gettin' used to ballin'), yeah
She just want Cinderella stories (stories), yeah
Glass slippers by Balmain (glass slippers by Balmain), yeah
She's nasty (oh, she's nasty), and she's nasty just like me (like me, yeah)
And she's icy (she's icy, oh), Spanish mami, call me papi, yeah
But she know my lingo, what's up? (She hit me up like, "Okay")
She said, "Que lo que" like, what's up? Yeah
I said, "Que tu hace, girl" what you doin'? Yeah
No juegas conmigo, yeah, girl, don't you play with me like I'm stupid
I been missin' your deep throat, yeah
Couldn't find a bitch that can do it how you do it, yeah
Could you set up the threesome? Yeah
My lil' caramel light skin
I'm on your body (your body, ah)
My vibe is your body (my vibe is your body)
There's somethin' we should talk about, mm (let's talk about it), yeah
'Cause I might need you around me ('cause I might need you around me)
They hate on me like I was born rich (I wasn't born rich), yeah
But I'm just now gettin' used to ballin' (I'm just now gettin' used to ballin'), yeah
She just want Cinderella stories (stories), yeah
Glass slippers by Balmain (glass slippers by Balmain), yeah
Your body is my vibe (is my vibe)
When you come around, I get shy when I see you (see you, yeah)
When I see you (see you), got all my pictures in her mirrors
Start to blush when somebody says my name
Won't let nobody even try to spit no game
No, they look in her direction, she look the other way
And she like sex on the beach
She give me head and my knees so weak, yeah
And I'm still in the streets, yeah
Still in it and I'm still not wit' it
If I do it, don't you say I did it
'Round here, you get a headshot for tellin', yeah
Baby, is you gon' be down forever, yeah, uh?
I'm on your body (your body, ah)
My vibe is your body (my vibe is your body)
There's somethin' we should talk about, mm (let's talk about it), yeah
'Cause I might need you around me ('cause I might need you around me)
They hate on my like I was born rich (I wasn't born rich), yeah
But I'm just now gettin' used to ballin' (I'm just now gettin' used to ballin'), yeah
She just want Cinderella stories (stories), yeah
Glass slippers by Balmain (glass slippers by Balmain), yeah
She said, "Que lo que" like, what's up? Yeah
I said, "Que tu hace, girl" what you doin'? Yeah
No juegas conmigo, yeah
Girl, don't you play with me like I'm stupid