Lyrical Breakdown of I Will - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Put a cup up put a four up in it Sixes on that Chevy with some hoes in it Put a cup up, put a four up in it Sixes on that Chevy with some hoes in it What he won't do, bitch, I will What he won't do, bitch, I will What he won't do, bitch, I will What he won't do, bitch, I will Take it off baby bend over let me see it You looking for a real pussy eater? I can be it Quit playing with me girl and bring it over here And climb aboard my face, put that pussy on my beard I ain't tryna to take you shopping, buy yo' ass no shoes I'm just tryna lick that clit while I'm looking up at you No shame in my game, girl, look back at me I don't give a fuck if it's shaved or it's nappy Long as it ain't nasty, sanitation smelling One whiff of that bitch, I'mma be bailing If it's smelling sweet, I'mma lick it for a hour And even it's sour, I might lick it in the shower I go dumb and ignorant when I'm on that clitoris Lick yo' ass delirious, my tongue game so damn serious So bend that ass over, let me eat it from the back That pussy so good, have a nigga coming back Put a cup up, put a four up in it Sixes on that Chevy with some hoes in it Put a cup up, put a four up in it Sixes on that Chevy with some hoes in it What he won't do, bitch, I will What he won't do, bitch, I will What he won't do, bitch, I will What he won't do, bitch, I will Oh that nigga scared, let me show you what it's 'bout Spread apart the lips, put that clit up in my mouth And that thang so juicy, I'mma call it jamba Licking it in circles got me calling me yo' papa Tongue going faster, singing La Labamba Tryna keep my rhythm like the bongos in samba I'm a pussy monster, blowing on that ganja After I finish, look like you was in a sauna Toes curling up while you grabbing on the sheets Spitting on that pussy real sloppy when I eat Slobbing on that pussy, after that, I don't cuddle I put that dick up on her, make her sleep in the puddle Bitch, I ain't afraid, I eat it up in public (yeah) Feet up on the windshield, broad day, fuck it Sixty-nine in hotels with the lights on Tongue worth a million, I don't need ice on Put a cup up, put a four in it Sixes on that Chevy with some hoes in it Them hoes playing, they don't wanna fuck I'mma put they ass out, they gone be walking, brah And I'm swagged up, I'm off a pill Could fuck you for an hour cause I can't feel Said I'm swagged up, I'm off a pill Could fuck you for an hour cause I can't feel