Lyrical Breakdown of DOG HOUSE (feat. Julia Wolf & Yeat) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "DOG HOUSE (feat. Julia Wolf & Yeat)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Drake weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "DOG HOUSE (feat. Julia Wolf & Yeat)" 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 Drake 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 Drake's narrative.
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Mm (Oh, oh, oh, yeah)
When they're all searching for my body
I don't know who they'll find
They've taken everything from me
Chew me up and spit me out
Big dog loves a crowd
Well, tell 'em to search my house
I bet they find you face down
Yeah
Shout out to her ex, he a crash out
Took too many pills, he a crash out
She in Hidden Hills in a glass house
I like what I saw and so I cashed out
Ya bad, ayy, Cindy, ya bad, ya bad, uh
I like what I saw and so I cashed out
Yeah, yeah, molly make her, what?
Molly make her dancе with her ass out, damn
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
Daddy Mac'll make hеr, Kris Kross'll make her jump out to Jamaica
Yeah, jump up out the bed, she 'bout to jump, ayy, jump, where?
Jump up on the flight, she 'bout to jump, 'bout to jump, yeah
Jump like Ja Morant, she 'bout to jump,'bout to jump
Lil' girls trip, lil' photo dump, yeah, what?
Just like Nicki said, money make her cum, what? What?
Give me quickie head, girl, I'm 'bout to run, gotta run
Girl, I'm picky and you my number one, one, one, yeah
Molly make her dance with her ass out, yeah, what?
My money 'bout to faint, it get passed out, ayy, what?
Molly make her dance with her ass out
Ayy, yeah, molly make her dance, what?
VAVA on the jacket, baby, Jesse Jo my pants, baby
Just like Biggie said, I just need one chance, baby
Just like Drizzy said, I just need one dance, baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby, yeah
Shout out to her ex, he a crash out
Took too many pills, he a crash out
She in Hidden Hills in a glass house
I liked what I saw, so I cashed out
Ya bad, ayy, Cindy, ya bad, ya bad
I liked what I saw, so I cashed out
Molly make her dance, her ass out
Molly make her dance, damn
Like twizzy said, cracked the seal, passed out
Fuck a money tree, I'm a cash cow
Ain't care then, don't care now
Employee mad 'cause he fanned out
Bentley truck, fuck a Jag, two cougars up
Bitches wet for me, suited up, they scuba'd up
I pull up, shit on 'em, do it a lot
Fuck this bitch from bottom to top
Money started at a penny, now it's a lot
Hard to swallow truth when you swallow me a lot
Molly make her dance with her ass out, damn (Yeah)
Damn (Huh), damn (Huh), damn (Huh)