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 undefined 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.
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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