Lyrical Breakdown of Who Told You (feat. Drake) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Who Told You (feat. Drake)" 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 "Who Told You (feat. Drake)" 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.
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Who told you bad man don't dance?
Who told you gangsters don't dance?
Even with a wap on my hip, I dance
Bad man, take another sip and dance
Two left feet, don't trip and dance
The gal want me, I might give her a chance
Give her a look, she give me a glance
She wore that tight dress just to enhance
Your likkle bum-bum
Never seen you before, where you come from?
You got a fat pum-pum, I got a long Johnson
I know I never met you at random
This must be destiny, that's why you're next to me
You feel like ecstasy
This must be destiny, that's why you're next to me
You feel like ecstasy
Who told you bad man don't dance?
Who told you gangsters don't dance?
Even with a wap on my hip, I dance
Bad man, take another sip and dance
Two left feet, don't trip and dance
The gal want me, I might give her a chance
Give her a look, she give me a glance
She wore that tight dress just to enhance
Touch my forehead, chest, left shoulder
Then right side, pray my brothers are good outside
I know the vibes, I know the vibes
You're the one, girl, stop rollin' eyes
I find love and it slowly dies
So Lilah Pi, don't make my eye cry
Let me hold your controller, I'm not one of these controllin' guys
I want you to touch road with the girls dem, and socialise
Enjoy your life, your backside is so fit, it opens eyes
I know the vibes, I know the vibes
Just 'cause I'm not jealous
Doesn't mean I don't care, that's just not fair
I know you were trouble, I was unprepared
If I were married, this might turn a scandalous affair
Trouble is there, trouble is there
Trouble been right there, trouble is there
Trouble gon' find me anywhere
Trouble gon' find me, bubble and wine-y
Ayy, trouble gon' find me, trouble'll find me anywhere
Trouble'll find me, trouble will find me
It's okay, girl, bubble and wine-y
They want me dead, but don't remind me
Both hands around you, it's not tiny
Who told you bad man don't dance?
Who told you gangsters don't dance?
Even with a wap on my hip, I dance
Bad man, take another sip and dance
Two left feet, don't trip and dance
The gal want me, I might give her a chance
Give her a look, she give me a glance
She wore that tight dress just to enhance
If you come close, I'ma explode
Gal there carryin' a heavy load
Whine your waist in a semicircle
Gettin' money fast, man's not a turtle
Had to go through so many hurdles
Block's so hot like inferno
Had some issues that were internal
Had a mad life, I could write a journal
But I can't lie, I love the journey
Me and the money had matrimony
All the ratchet gal wan' pattern up
All the posh gal get ratchet for me
If you love me, you're clappin' for me
If you throw it, I catch it, trust me
Gal come from far, even up, suh
I want the best, not comme ci, comme ça
Who told you bad man don't dance?
Who told you gangsters don't dance?
Even with a wap on my hip, I dance
Bad man, take another sip and dance
Two left feet, don't trip and dance
The gal want me, I might give her a chance
Give her a look, she give me a glance
She wore that tight dress just to enhance