Lyrical Breakdown of Shopping Bags - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how De La Soul weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Shopping Bags" 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 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 De La Soul's narrative.

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[Chorus: Daniel Wallace] Shopping bags they weigh down her arm Popping tags and collars her charm All them things she got, she got from you All them things she got, she got from you Manolo and Prada's her style Louis, Burberry by the pile All them things she got, she got from you All them things she got, she got from you [Posdonus] Yo she know you come to do it, so what'cha want Candelight might flick at'cha Put your credit card to it, she know what to flaunt Her handle tight like a master She used to taunt on the runway, yeah she's down to tree The avenue like her catwalk Struck a bit to the gunplay, that housing street Looks to die for, ask that chalk man for yo' hand Spend it, you live to show All the cash that you can burn What you need is to end it, cause you give the dough But get no ass back in return {*HA, HA HA*} Stay laughin, straight at you dog Best believe, you wastin time Don't deny what's happenin, just clear the fog And achieve you a peace line, yo it goes like [Chorus] - 1/2 [Daniel Wallace] She got from you, she, sh-she, she got it She got from you, she, sh-sh, sh-she got it [Dave] Her frame goes beyond thick, she got you stunned Livin it up off the pop hits Like a dame on a Bond flick, she's not the one To give it up 'til you cop shit Just because she's stacked right, she got your soul Her every wish you now obey You should be on that actright, but she got control She say jump you scream, "OKAY! I'M RELOADED!" Nigga you shootin blanks Tryin to front like you got game Her crib is sugar coated, like she lootin banks But it's your wallet she done claimed When the limit of your plastic, reaches the end You start payin for your time She'll be in it for the last bit, of money to spend {*HA, HA HA*} And you'll be left with dimes While she fillin up [Chorus] [Daniel Wallace] She got from you, she, sh-she, she got it She got from you, she, sh-sh, sh-she got it