Lyrical Breakdown of Goin Baby - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Goin 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 "Goin 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.
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Oh lord, Jetson made another one
I'm going baby on baby (Uh-huh)
That nigga bitch, he think he a gangster
He probably still slanging 380 (Ha)
Probably told you I'm lit, come get you a sniff
I'm pure like cocaine in the '80s
Pull up rocking all white like I'm Gotti (Ha)
Put 'em up like a kite if he try me (Yuh)
Got 'em watching, my life is exciting
Just Facetimed my daughter
She laughing and smiling (Mwa)
Still got shit on my plate from November (Uh-huh)
A few open cases, they pendin' (Damn)
Fuck around, think I'm signed to Cash Money (I)
Pull up with a Drac' and a sprinter (I)
Give a fuck how you think, how you feelin' (I)
Could show you how to make a few million (I'm)
So full of myself say I'm cocky (Yup)
Ask the bitch if she copy, she copy (Okurr)
I go straight through the door with my Glocky (Uh, uh)
Niggas ain't really popping we popping (Yeah)
Put the billion with baby, that business (Damn)
Play with me, put his name on a t-shirt (A tee)
Tell your boyfriend to go do his research (Uh-huh)
She suck my dick every day
Say her knees hurt (Hey, hmm)
I'm going baby on baby (Uh-huh)
That nigga bitch, he think he a gangster
He probably still slanging 380 (Ha)
Probably told you I'm lit, come get you a sniff
I'm pure like cocaine in the '80s
Pull up rocking all white like I'm Gotti (Ha)
Put 'em up like a kite if he try me (Yuh)
Got 'em watching my life is exciting (Hmm)
I'm going baby on baby (Uh-huh)
That nigga bitch, he think he a gangster
He probably still slanging 380 (Ha)
Probably told you I'm lit, come get you a sniff
I'm pure like cocaine in the '80s
Your bitch on my dick, she a junkie (Uhh)
I don't got no time (No, no)
Every day all I do is get money
They tryna tell me I'm a bad influence
Talking bad about everything I do, uh
Dunk on nigga like I'm Patrick Ewing
I can't beat 'em up bet I'ma shoot 'em (Boom)
Your bitch is a dog, she got rabies (Brr, ruff)
I'm out doing shows
State-to-state chasing paper (Uh)
I just closed a deal for an M
Now I'm out on a lake like a motherfuckin' Laker
They left when I needed 'em, fucked up my feelings
It filled up my heart full of hatred (Uh, huh, huh)
Held it down on my own
I proved everyone wrong every day (Ayy, ayy)
God is great, it's amazin' (Ayy)
I'm going baby on baby (Uh-huh)
That nigga bitch, he think he a gangster
He probably still slanging 380 (Ha)
Probably told you I'm lit, come get you a sniff
I'm pure like cocaine in the '80s
Pull up rocking all white like I'm Gotti (Ha)
Put 'em up like a kite if he try me (Yuh, huh)
Got 'em watching, my life is exciting (Hmm)
I'm going baby on baby (Uh-huh)
That nigga bitch, he think he a gangster
He probably still slanging 380 (Ha)
Probably told you I'm lit, come get you a sniff
I'm pure like cocaine in the '80s
Bitch
That ain't the baby, that's my baby