Lyrical Breakdown of Work (Remix) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Work (Remix)" 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 "Work (Remix)" 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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Ah Na, na, na, na You want that work, let's work Fuck her good, make her squirt on my Balmain shirt I don't care about your bitch, but if I want I'll take her I don't let her rub my paper, I erase her Ever since I was a youngin', had a lot of haters Lil nigga with a four-five, tuckin' razors Paul George with your bitch, to the beat I pace her If she let me go nut then I'ma lake her I get flyer than a motherfucker Fleezy on the line like "A Boogie what's up with you?" I be on my grind, bro you know I still fuck with you I was broke wit' you, so I'ma be stacking up with you Excuse me, these new jeans cost a stack now She noticed I was rocking that Avianne when I sat down Breezed on 'em, act like I sneezed on 'em, I dab now 140K on a Beamer, had to put half down I don't know why they think I really changed When I'm just going harder than ever, I'm still the same nigga Kenzo eye on my sweater, I see the hate nigga I'm just feelin' better than ever, don't try erasin' The way I bodied my Saint Laurent's, they look like J's nigga In the field we touch down, we don't play with 'em First tape hit 30K in less than a day Now you want a verse with A Boogie, you gotta pay nigga I do my damn thing, this is easy Highbridge on my chain, them diamonds 3D New Years, pop forty bottles right next to Ri-Ri Only made this song cause I only wanted Ri I swear, we could get along I swear Sing a song in a room, where it's no one there I pull up in a foreign, in a long Moncler I pull up, hit me up, and you know I'm there I'm there, girl you know I'm there, yeah We could work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work, work, work