Lyrical Breakdown of Hot Shower - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hot Shower" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Chance the Rapper feat. MadeinTYO & DaBaby weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Hot Shower" 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 Chance the Rapper feat. MadeinTYO & DaBaby 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 Chance the Rapper feat. MadeinTYO & DaBaby's narrative.

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Yup, yup, yerp I think the smoke got me Hey I got muscles like Superman's trainer (Ooh) Real, real rare like Super Saiyan manga I jump stomp-stomp on Lucifer, Satan Now I got a few rings on, Jupiter skating I meant to say Saturn, switched up the pattern Smoking on some shatter (Ooh), got me higher than a ladder (Ooh) Thanks I'm flattered, my baby mama badder You look like Mick Jagger, oops, the grease splattered Ooh, ooh, hot, hot (Ooh) Jumping out the grease It's a whole lotta degrees 'Bout to come up out the fleece, fleece, fleece Shh, I don't wanna hear a peep (Skrr) Tryna catch some sleep, tryna count some sheep Hot damn, hot water, hot shower Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour Dude, I just called the plug and his phone was unplugged I was lookin' at Doug like "Ooh, ooh, ooh" Dude, that shit don't even make no fucking sense Like having fuckin' arguments for payin' 50 extra cents for barbecue Saucing on the workers at McDonald's I don't wanna sit and argue, Good Burger shoulda taught you We all dudes And I'm all professional and proper But my baby mama stopped me in a meeting (Skrrt, skrrt) Just to Airdrop me some nudes Hot damn, hot water, hot shower Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour Yeah, hopped off the flight, Louis V, Off-White (Ooh) I just met a doll bet she tryna spend the night Heard they need more, yeah, my jeans Dior (Ooh) Shawty got cake if you tryna eat more Think they need more, I think they need more (Ooh, ooh, ooh) This is a second run, I'm tryna speed more (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Going stupid, going crazy (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Big gas in that Mercedes (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Pull up lit, going 30 (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Pull up Vic, uh, in a hurry (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Shoot your shot, flex a lot (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Big cheese, hella knots (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Chopped and screwed, Micheal Watts (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Point 'em out, air 'em out (Skrrt, skrrt) Get me right, sippin' Sprite (Skrrt, skrrt) 180, halfpipe (Skrrt, skrrt) Ooh Hot damn, hot water, hot shower Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour Goddamn Think I got new lawsuit, need to come see you (What's that?) I got a new whip, you know what a car do Turn your bitch to a eater (Mmm, mmm) She said we don't got enough room to get freaky in here 'Cause it's just a two seater (Okay, question) Am I still considered a jerk if I get her a hoopty and buy me a Beamer? (Uh-uh) I had a new case but the judge had to throw it out, my lawyer beat it like Tina I always find a way to get ahead with my intelligence when they critique my demeanor (Ha) Today I'll dress up a Republican (What else?) And go get some head from a white man's daughter Her lips ain't big but I'm loving it (Mwah) I get in, fake ID, I'm McLovin' it (Yeah) BDB ENT like the government (What?) Except for the cops (Who?), mission impossible Strapped with the Glock, Danny Gloverin' Tip a hunnid if you let my cousin in You know everybody my cousin (Cuz) Oh yeah and I gotta be thuggin' it 'Cause my hair can get nappy as fuck I wear jewelry and I got that chocolate coloring Well at least, like you know, that's what they make me feel like Why they make you feel like that? I don't know, I mean it's America right? Ooh, hot damn, hot water, hot shower Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour