Lyrical Breakdown of Suede - Live from Spotify House SXSW '16 - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Suede - Live from Spotify House SXSW '16" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Anderson .Paak weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Suede - Live from Spotify House SXSW '16" 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 Anderson .Paak 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 Anderson .Paak's narrative.

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Hey, yes Lord! Uh Smoother than a motherfucker Suede on the inside Candy paint, candy paint I ain't gotta tell you what the rims look like Look, I'm gripping wood like a motherfucker She ask me can her friend ride Kelly wanna have a drink And shorty wanna pop pills all night Look, don't be fucking with my tape deck You gon' listen to this Marvin You gon' to listen to this Bloodstone Oh ya'll niggas want that Barry White? Well, I don't really fuck with that right there That could make a nigga act up right there Well go and get your rocks off, boo Nah, nah, nah (I don't really do all that, but its more for you) I'm far from a pimp, but I'm close to you You fucking with an old soul, twice removed My pops used to work up on them fighter jets Maybe that's the reason I be (airplane noise) through Now who the fuck called me a player? I ain't one these young niggas out here sweating for a pay stub I'm a coach, I'mma teach these bitches how to layup Now most of ya'll can't do shit But all my chicks cook grits And roll a spliff, at the same damn time You ain't live long enough, to have a bitch this fine Now if you don't mind If I call you a bitch It's cause you're my bitch And as long as no one else call you a bitch Then there won't be no problems If I call you a trick It's cause you paid rent And as long as you don't call after 6 Then there won't be any problems Walk with me now She with it, She with it Keep it 300, I ain't even gotta hit it She with it, She with it All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning, nigga She with it, She with it Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping She with it, She with it Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it Yes Lord! My momma said don't trust these hoes, boy be about your loot (True story!) Now if my momma told me that, why the fuck would I listen to you? Never go broke chasing riches But you might go broke chasing every Lil snake ass ho with a tongue piercing Now If I call you a bitch It's cause you're my bitch And as long as no one else call you a bitch Then there won't be no problems If I call you a trick It's cause you paid rent And as long as you don't call after 6 Then there won't be any problems Walk with me now She with it, She with it Keep it 300, I ain't even gotta hit it She with it, She with it All she wanna do is watch a real nigga winning, nigga She with it, She with it Look me in my eye, there'll be no simping She with it, She with it Gotta whole lot of women, all of them with it Yes Lord!