Lyrical Breakdown of Locationships - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Locationships" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Cordae weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Locationships" 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 Cordae 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 Cordae's narrative.
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(I be on, I be on way)
(I be on, I be on, I be on my way)
(I be on, I be on, I be on my way)
Yup, I be on my way (I be on, I be on way over)
Yup, uh, I say (I be on, I be on my way over)
Hunnid bag, hunnid bag, get it right back, huh
Switch it up, flip it up, betcha like that
Girl, put your number on this paper
'Cause I would love to take you up
On a lovely day, don't care what your last situation was, uh
I got this spoiled L.A. girl, she from Chino Hills
She let me drive her daddy Bentley, swear that she so real
I swear her silence there so crazy and be sayin' the most
But when we go out to eat she always pay for us both
I got this one chick from the Bay who always bump Mac Dre
I give her constant dick, her consciousness won't go that way
I tell her, "Everyday, lady, you'll be havin' my baby"
She say, "Yee! Lil' nigga, man, you hella crazy"
I got this one little shawty, her little brother, he rap
He's always askin' for a feature, I ignore him and laugh
But when I kill his sister pussy, she gon' lay in the hearse
Her kitty so fuckin' fire, shit, I gave him a verse
Uh, I say
Hunnid bag, hunnid bag, get it right back, huh
Switch it up, flip it up, betcha like that
Girl, put your number on this paper
'Cause I would love to take you up
On a lovely day, don't care what your last situation was
Uh, I got this cutie from Nigeria, who takin' advantage
I hate I had to cut her off, but she just won't stop scammin'
Check my credit card accounts and asked, "What's the amount?"
This bitch cleared my whole shit, cashed the check
Then she bounced
I found this chick in Atlanta, her elegant country grammar
Swear she bad and she bougie, she got such high standards
I got this good old country girl, she from North Carolina
When I'm in that vagina, I just can never decline her
I got this side chick from Chiraq, who keep that strap
And got my pack
Told her bend it over, while I break your back
Watch over my shoulder, don't take no slack
Got this one girl from Texas, she shit on all of my exes
Cooked me eggs and some bacon, I gave her good dick for breakfast
I even got this college girl, who give immaculate head
But she just so fuckin' broke, I always Cash App her bread
And she just pledged AKA and upgraded her taste
So I fucked her line sisters, took them all on a date
Uh, I say
Hunnid bag, hunnid bag, get it right back, huh
Switch it up, flip it up, betcha like that
Girl, put your number on this paper
'Cause I would love to take you up
On a lovely day, don't care what your last situation was
Uh, got a spoiled girl from Chino Hills
College chick who love to pop pills
Chiraq girl who's down to kill
Goddamn, my life's a thrill
Nigerian queen who love to scheme
Texas chick who in my dreams
Atlanta girls ain't for the team
This player shit is in my genes
Aw, man