Lyrical Breakdown of Still Tippin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Still Tippin" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Chamillionaire weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Still Tippin" 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 Chamillionaire employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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[Hook 4x: Slim Thug]
Still Tippin' on four fours, wrapped in fo-fours
Tippin' four hoes, and I'm packin' four fours (Hanh!)
[Slim Thug]
Now look who creeping look who crawling still balling in the mix
It's that six six long dick slim nigga sticking your chick
Pullin tricks looking slick at all times when I'm flipping
Bar sipping car dipping grant wood grain gripping
Still tippin' on four fours, wrapped in fo-fours
Pimpin' four hoes and I'm packing four fours
Blowing on that indo Game Cube Nintendo
Five percent tint so you can't see up in my window
These niggaz don't understand me cuz I'm Boss Hogg on candy
Top down at Maxi's wit a big glock nine handy
Pieced up creased up staying dressed to impress
Big Boss belt buckle under my Mitchell and Ness
Oh, Gucci shades up on my braids when I Escalade
When I'm ridin' Sprewells sliding like a escapade
I got it made the big boss of the north
Ain't shit changed I still represent (Still.), Hanh!
[Hook 4x: Slim Thug]
Still Tippin' on four fours, wrapped in fo-fours
Tippin' four hoes, and I'm packin' four fours (Here Lizard, Lizard, Lizard)
[Chamillionaire]
Ay big time
I'm tryna see the president dead (presidents dead?), that's what I said
But not the one in the white house man, the one with the green presidents head
Blue or red I'm still ridin', ladies be tellin' me that I'm sexcist
And I guess it's, cuz I always love the money over dresses
Always been about them horizontal lines through them S's
That's a dollar sign, Impala flyin' watch how she undresses
Don't matter, if she black or white, dark or bright, she ain't actin' right
I'ma take that pretty braud out to eat, and then leave her there with a
appetite
Niggaz tell me they look up to me, and I know what y'all mean
cuz I'm balling with tall green stacks taller then Yao Ming
All King, Koopa the Don, cruise with a gun
If being rich was a contest, Chamillion you would've won
I know, but watch the jealousy cuz ya still a get trampled
If you got whipped in the past then ya still a example
Treatin' niggaz like Swishahouse flows, nigga what?
Soon as he start talkin' slow we gon' chop that boy up
[Hook 4x: Slim Thug]
Still Tippin' on four fours, wrapped in Volvo's
Tippin' four hoes, and I'm packin' four fours