Lyrical Breakdown of 6 Inch (feat. The Weeknd) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "6 Inch (feat. The Weeknd)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Beyoncé weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "6 Inch (feat. The Weeknd)" 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 Beyoncé 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 Beyoncé's narrative.
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Six inch heels
She walked in the club like nobody's business
Goddamn
She murdered everybody and I was her witness
She's stacking money, money everywhere she goes (you know)
Pesos out of Mexico (de uno)
Commas and them decimals
She don't gotta give it up, she professional
She mixing up that Ace with that Hennessy
She love the way it tastes, that's her recipe
Rushing through her veins like it's ecstasy (oh no)
She already made enough but she'll never leave
Six inch heels
She walked in the club like nobody's business
Goddamn
She murdered everybody and I was her witness
She works for the money
She work for the money from the start to the finish
And she worth every dollar
She worth every dollar and she worth every minute
She works for the money
She works for the money
She works for the money
She works for the money
She stack her money, money everywhere she goes
(She got that Sake) Her Yamazaki straight from Tokyo
(Oh baby you know) She got them commas and them decimals
She don't gotta give it up cause she professional
Six inch heels
She walked in the club like nobody's business
Goddamn (goddamn)
(Baby) She murdered everybody and I was her witness
She works for the money (works)
She work for the money (works) from the start to the finish
And she worth every dollar (worth)
She worth every dollar (worth) and she worth every minute
Stars in her eyes
She fights for the power, keeping time
She grinds day and night
She grinds from Monday to Friday
Works from Friday to Sunday
She gon' slang
She too smart to crave material things
She pushing herself day and night
She grinds from Monday to Friday
Works from Friday to Sunday, oh
Stars in her eyes
She fights and she sweats those sleepless nights
But she don't mind, she loves the grind
She grinds from Monday to Friday
Works from Friday to Sunday, yeah, yeah
She gon' slang
Too smart to crave material things
Stacking her paper
Stacking her cake up
She grinds from Monday to Friday
Works from Friday to Sunday
Six inch heels
She walked in the club like nobody's business
Goddamn
She murdered everybody and I was her witness
She works for the money
She work for the money from the start to the finish
And she worth every dollar
She worth every dollar and she worth every
(Minute) Oh, gonna make you feel
You always come back to me
Come back
Come back
Come back
Come back, come back, come back