Lyrical Breakdown of BILLBOARD BABY - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how DaBaby weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "BILLBOARD BABY" 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 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 DaBaby's narrative.

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I, I said I didn't I said I really ain't wanna do the deluxe thing, man, but you know I'm ready to put out some, some new-new Show these niggas what I do-do (niggas ain't fuckin' with me) Blame it on Baby Deluxe (Firzt on the track, not Baby) Go Billboard Baby, what's happenin'? (what up?) These hoes wanna fuck 'cause I'm rappin' (yeah) I had to drop the deluxe Yup, I went up, got 'em uppin' they standards (let's do it) Blow at a nigga, no candle (boo) Ho-ass lil' nigga, can't stand him (can't stand him) Still ain't met me a ho I can't handle (go) These lil' niggas my sons like I'm Sampson Yroom (let's go) Baby just landed on a G4 (a G) And y'all ain't even seen a nigga turnt yet (turnt up) My favorite song on here is probably "PEEP HOLE" (whoo) Pass your boy the rock, I got the hot hand (I'm hot) Like Shaq when he was hittin' at the free throw (mmm) Got it on me, got it like it's legal (yeah) I bought it cash, I could've got the lease, though (yeah) Quarter-million dollars in the backpack (ooh) Y'all gon' make a nigga bring the trap back (okay) I let her throw that ass back (go) Pullin' on her hair, she call me dada (uh) Shittin' on these niggas, turn the fan on (pfft) You really gettin' money, put your mans on (roof) I stand on what I stand on (go) You fuckin' or you stayin' in the friendzone? (bitch) Billboard Baby, what's happenin'? (what up?) These hoes wanna fuck 'cause I'm rappin' (yeah) I had to drop the deluxe Yup, I went up, got 'em uppin' they standards (let's do it) Blow at a nigga, no candle (boo) Ho-ass lil' nigga, can't stand him (can't stand him) Still ain't met me a ho I can't handle (go) These lil' niggas my sons like I'm Sampson (Sampson)