Lyrical Breakdown of TLC (feat. Gunna) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "TLC (feat. Gunna)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how DaBaby feat. Gunna weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "TLC (feat. Gunna)" 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 feat. Gunna employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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And I know that I'm the best out
Make a bitch burn my house down
Like she left eye, yeah
On my TLC, a lot of freaks
But ain't never met a freak
Like my freak from the westside, yeah
And I know she love me
She don't wanna see me leave
Don't wanna see me be the best I can
She don't wanna really see how fresh I am
She don't wanna really see me flex my bands (go)
And I know that I'm the best out
Make a bitch burn my house down
Like she left eye, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
On my TLC, a lot of freaks
But ain't never met a freak
Like my my freak from the westside, yeah (freak)
And I know she love me
But don't wanna see me leave
Don't wanna see me be the best I can (I know she love me)
She don't wanna really see how fresh I am (I know she love me)
She don't wanna really see me flex my bands (go)
And she don't wanna really see me flex
She know I'm next, so she don't wanna really see who next
I'm knowin' that she missed me, way I used to kiss her
Way I used to hug her, way I used to hit her
Not physically, but physically (okay)
They don't know me, why the fuck you let 'em mention me? (huh?)
I know they hatin', they need company for misery (what?)
You let 'em get to you, but I won't let 'em get to me
I'm talkin' ever
I know you probably let him fuck, I fuck you better
I know you miss a nigga face on your FaceTime
Never stay the same, I always turn it up a level
You wanna dig a deeper hole? well, go and shovel
You gotta let 'em dig, is you diggin' it?
I had to separate, a nigga wasn't feelin' it (nah)
Remember you was down when you was into me
But you no longer in it, now you fuckin' up my energy (aw)
These bitches down for a date with me
But I don't really like to date
So all these cornball niggas can't relate to me
And I ain't even tryna hate
And I'm the type to let you eat up off the plate with me
But you won't even share the plate
And if I ever ever went out on a date with you
I'd probably still'll show up late
And I know that I'm the best out
Make a bitch burn my house down
Like she left eye, yeah
On my TLC, a lot of freaks (TLC)
But ain't never met a freak
Like my freak from the westside, yeah
And I know she love me
She don't wanna see me leave
Don't wanna see me be the best I can
She don't wanna really see how fresh I am
She don't wanna really see me flex my bands (go)
And I know that I'm the best out
Make a bitch burn my house down
Like she left eye, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
On my TLC, a lot of freaks
But ain't never met a freak
Like my freak from the westside, yeah (freak)
And I know she love me
But don't wanna see me leave
Don't wanna see me be the best I can (I know she love me)
She don't wanna really see how fresh I am
She don't wanna really see me flex my bands
She really wanna see young Gunna flex his bands
Know a nigga fresh, got a cross on my pants (cross)
Took a loss, still doin' the best that I can (best that I can)
I'm a boss, I can do whatever you can't
I'ma fuck her hard in a bulletproof van (bulletproof van)
Money extra large, stretch from here to Japan
She know I ain't a fraud
Do you dig what I'm sayin'? (dig what I'm sayin')
I know you want me to be your man (be your man)
A bad lil' vibe, you cool as a fan (cool as a fan)
I knock the pussy out like she took a Xan'
You know I'm livin' wild, still gave me a chance (gave me a chance)
I heard you fucked the dawg, I can't give a damn
Like DaBaby, I'm a player, I can't date her, man (can't date, man)
I'm flyin' past your crib, you can see when I land
I'm known to break a bitch, I'll never ever bend
And I know that I'm the best out
Make a bitch burn my house down
Like she left eye, yeah
On my TLC, a lot of freaks (TLC)
But ain't never met a freak
Like my freak from the westside, yeah
And I know she love me
She don't wanna see me leave
Don't wanna see me be the best I can
She don't wanna really see how fresh I am
She don't wanna really see me flex my bands (go)
And I know that I'm the best out
Make a bitch burn my house down
Like she left eye, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
On my TLC, a lot of freaks
But ain't never met a freak
Like my freak from the westside, yeah (freak)
And I know she love me
But don't wanna see me leave
Don't wanna see me be the best I can (I know she love me)
She don't wanna really see how fresh I am
She don't wanna really see me flex my bands