Lyrical Breakdown of Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Ooh Baby - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how De La Soul feat. Jazzyfatnastees weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Ooh 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 De La Soul feat. Jazzyfatnastees employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Ohh there go that bullshit again
You heard that shit?
Nah I ain't hear that
That's that bullshit from the other day
They done took the Buffalo Girls beat and changed it all around
They playin themselves!
You remind me when I reminisce of you (yeah)
All the freaky things I want to do, to you (that's right)
Rub me up, rub me down, rub me all around (what)
Kiss me here, kiss me there, kiss me, kiss me everywhere
Tell me what the cost to get in line cause you are mine tonight
Gonna give you all I got to give, as long as you rub it right
I will love you right, I don't care if you diss me
I will do you right, I don't care if you don't want me (come on)
Baby baby won't you be my baby baby
Be my baby baby baby baby baby baby (come on, come on, hah)
Baby baby won't you be my baby baby
Be my baby baby baby baby (yo, hah, know what I mean?
Gonna set it like this, what)
Now I forgot how to forget so I remember your face
With your pretty accent, wearin man-attract scent
Others fakin constantly stakin out pockets of dreams
Always tryin to sham too that's why they crave champagne
But the blame still remains not to be on you
I know your style and your love lasts Long like the Island I'm from
I'm on the drum man, and it's all good
Cause I flexed on your ex, make sure he understood
That you would, never again want to be his wife
So we connect lips to hips, and uhh, eyes to thighs
You're my so-phisti-cated, lady
All mine, if you wasn't I'd go crazay
Baby baby won't you be my baby baby
Be my baby baby baby baby baby baby
Baby baby won't you be my baby baby
Be my baby baby baby baby
WRMS rocks the best hey hey hey it's the Fat Man
Scoop Wonder ear in your hand
That was JFB, baby baby baby OHHHHHHHH bay-bah!!!!!!!!!
Ha hah!!!
I pick my nose wash my clothes and be back in a minute
With Busta Rhymes, the mighty infamous
Zhane, A Tribe Called Quest, nonetheless WRMS
Fat Man Scoop, tryin to get this rap loot yeah
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