Lyrical Breakdown of Zoom - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Zoom" 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 "Zoom" 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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Bone drops straight
Dem milkshake focus dick, what
Lil boosie bad ass
Yung Jok we got a hit, lets go baby
EveryBody like
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
(Zoom) they on them dubs like (zoom)
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
I'm boosie bad ass
And I'll zoom right by you
760 parna Crispy Cream on the tire
Smoke that fire
Purple cush by the pound
Ask my dog Webbie
This is how it goes down
From my hood to yo hood
Man we making money
In the club we poppin bottles
The room we hitting models
Rolling throught the bottem
All the kids holla boosie
This life a nigga living
Like I'm staring in a movie
Fresh out the jacozzi
A little powder on my chest
Got thirth on my neck
Turkey mell just cut ya check
Now I'm zooming in my Charger
On them 24's
Got a thing about bighead and pimp
So slow ya roll
Ice cold from my neck to my wrist
We getting paid
On my feet I got them J's
Play with me I got them things
Red Gucci shades
Me and Jok getting paid
Now the whole united stated
Taking pictures all day
Fresh pair of J's
I hit the club stutting
With a fresh pair of shades
Making that money
Everybody getting paid
And everything lovely
And I'm doing my thing
My thing
My thing
EveryBody like
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
(Zoom) We on them dubs like (zoom)
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
We walk off in the club like
Every day I'm hustling
They think I'm Rick Ross
Just as soon I
As I fuck till I'm only getting hoes to get lost
A lot of niggas mad
They all pissed off
If a nigga think he bad
Tell him Jump like Chris Cross
My pocket contains with the wrist cost
You can see me slurg
Help break us off
This my nigga bossie
He tell you what it is
Face card good
Cause the face card trill
If you got a problem
I suggest you head home
You in the red zone
Nigga get ya head gone
Don't he me on the chirp
That's the fed phone
Talking about the work
Nigga you dead wrong
I keep them beams for them
No hoes selling dreams
No hoes on my thing
I like my clothes chrisp and clean
I like my doe chrisp and clean
64 on lean
That my nigga
Mouth and circle
Get that work for them fens
Fresh pair of J's
I hit the club stutting
With a fresh pair of shades
Making that money
Everybody getting paid
And everything lovely
And I'm doing my thing
My thing
My thing
Everybody like
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
(Zoom) we on them dubs like (zoom)
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
We walk off in the club like
Ii be zooming in my drop top
Mobbing through the city
Fresh fad
Fresh J's
With two bad bitches
One named Sara
One named Tina
Together they make weather like Katrina
They a fool shawty
Red she a ruff rider
She get on back on back of that motorbike
And all you see is back on that motorbike (woah)
I drive fast car
They call me Nascar
(Ya feel me)
But im in love with that hemi
Get retared
In Farriers
I get loose in the coup
Paranoid like pac
So I keep that glock
When I Zoom, zoom
Man after that
Lets get a room room
(I'm VIP)
I need a Dime Piece
A fine brezzy
Get on back
You can ride on the bike
Or in the lac (hum broad)
Now we got everybody zooming
The lil kids zooming
Look like you got a hit boosie (yeah)
Fresh pair of J's
I hit the club stutting
With a Fresh pair of shades
Making that money
Everybody getting paid
And everything lovely
And I'm doing my thing
My thing
My thing
Everybody like
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
(Zoom) we on them dubs like (zoom)
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
We walk off in the club like
Ahhhh (yeah)
We in here (we in here)
Get off the pettel like
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
(Zoom) And all my gurlz like (zoom)
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
(Zoom) And all my thugs like (zoom)
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
Yeah
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom