Lyrical Breakdown of U Da Type - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "U Da Type" 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 "U Da Type" 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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Yeah, like we wrestle, I'm takin' her down
When I'm in her, I'm makin' her frown
That's my pussy, that's my pussy (No, it ain't)
I know better, I'm playin' around
Right now I feel like it's mine
The way that she archin' her back while she lay on the ground
You the type hurt my feelings (Oh really?)
You the type break my heart (Yeah)
She don't wanna know my business (I get it)
Been overplayed my part (Let's go)
Pull it out, paint my babies all over your face
Nah, baby, that's art (Uh)
Ass poked out like a goddess (Yeah)
My baby don't play with that arch (Shh)
Please bе quiet, better keep it on thе low
'Cause your baby daddy play, I'm gon' spark, ho
I ain't [?] one of them datin' ass niggas
I ain't never finna take it to the park, uh
This dick here had you goin' through my phone
Investigate a nigga like a narc
Bitch, don't come 'round movin' like a lil' fish
'Cause you in it with a motherfuckin' shark
We can't get caught fuckin' 'round [?] shade room
He ain't comin' over here until it's dark
Yeah, FaceTiming when you get to the gas station
And I'ma show you how to pull around and park, zoom
Car sound like a nigga tryna drag race
So I don't really even like to drive the car
Bitch, you in here with a motherfuckin' star
You nut, you nut, I nut and then I get it to you tomorrow
For real
Yeah, psh, uh
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Yeah, like we wrestle, I'm takin' her down
When I'm in her, I'm makin' her frown
That's my pussy, that's my pussy (No, it ain't)
I know better, I'm playin' around
Right now I feel like it's mine
The way that she archin' her back
While she lay on the ground (Let's go)
You the type hurt my feelings (Oh really?)
You the type break my heart (Yeah)
She don't wanna know my business (I get it)
Been overplayed my part (Let's go)
Pull it out, paint my babies all over your face
Nah, baby, that's art (Uh)
Ass poked out like a goddess (Yeah)
My baby don't play with that arch (Woah)