Lyrical Breakdown of Hoe - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hoe" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Boosie Badazz weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Hoe" 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 Boosie Badazz 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 Boosie Badazz's narrative.
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You's a ho, you's a ho
You's a ho, bitch, you already know
Boy, you's a ho, you's a ho
You's a ho
You need to sit when you piss
you old pussy ass bitch
If you ain't riding with your stick
Bitch, you're hit, we don't give a damn
You be talking to these hoes
These hoes don't get you slammed
These pistols don't fucking jam, they on fire, NBA Jam
You been pussy since elementary (Pussy ass nigga)
Scared of pussy since elementary while we was ducking detention
Not to mention our heart don't pump the fuckin' same blood
I swear to God
You a misdemeanor, I'm a murder charge
My head ain't got no screws in this bitch
What you wan' do in this bitch?
Fuck your car, we shoot the roof off that bitch
Swing and hit two in that bitch
Since you tried, it's suicide
It's you or I and ain't no pussy nigga finna kill me
You's a ho (Yeah, I said it)
You's a ho (You's a ho)
You's a ho (You's a ho), you's a ho
(Bitch, you already know)
I know you, nigga, you's a ho (You's a bitch)
You's a ho (You's a ho), you's a ho
I'm looking for you, bitch
Here pussy, pussy, here pussy, pussy
Here pussy, pussy
(Where you at, nigga? I'm lookin' for you, ho)
Here pussy, pussy, here pussy, pussy
(Where you at?)
Here pussy, pussy
(Swing on you niggas like)
Where that boy? Where that boy?
Rap about him, disrespect that boy, check that boy
Fuck a brother, man, we beat that charge, ho eat that charge
This motherfucker got a thirty in it, show me my next victim
I swear to God
That nigga dead (That nigga dead), 'cause I sweared to God
(Sweared to God)
That I would hurt his ass
I swear to God I murked his ass
Serve his ass, shoot him anywhere
I'm talking purge his ass
And throw away the bloody murder rag
We done just killed a ho (Yeah, I said it)
You's a ho (You's a ho)
You's a ho (You's a ho), you's a ho
(Bitch, you already know)
I know you, nigga, you's a ho (You's a bitch)
You's a ho (You's a ho), you's a ho
I'm lookin' for you, bitch
Here pussy, pussy, here pussy, pussy
Here pussy, pussy
(Where you at, nigga? I'm lookin' for you, ho)
Here pussy, pussy, here pussy, pussy
(Where you at?)
Here pussy, pussy