Lyrical Breakdown of Wanna Be - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Wanna Be" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Eve weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Wanna Be" 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 Eve 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 Eve's narrative.
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Been a couple years and the game done changed
She rollin down, fucked up, so mundane
Where the real G's at? Man fuck these lames
My money feel long so I can't complain
My life is same, shit oh so cray
Oh so cray, so so cray, man I ball out every day
Parle-vous francais? Oui oui
Givenchy, Dion E
Aye where them bags at?
My bitches showin up in a matte black
That mazzy, that jet, I have that
Got money like lint in your nap sack
If I want it I'll buy it, I could have that
There it goes, be fatter than yo brick fair
Hey hey, I don't care what bitches say
None of yall can fuck with me
I'm the bitch you wanna be
Wait, who? I'm the bitch you wanna be
None of yall can fuck with me
I'm the bitch you tryna be
() Missy Elliot
I've been getting so dope, you try to copy me
Only what misdemeanor means like me you can never be
I'm P A I D, Monopoly I be that property
And I go to the car and knock out a few Ferraris
And I be yo boss boss that's bosser
Beaters in my closet
Missy Bitch, Missy Elliott
Like a hershey fat an chocolate
Lamborghini and Porsches
Parked in all my garages
Million dollar my mortgage in my head bitch
'Cause I rich bitch
Hey hey, I don't care what bitches say
None of yall can fuck with me
I'm the bitch you wanna be
Wait, who? I'm the bitch you wanna be
None of yall can fuck with me
I'm the bitch you tryna be
()Nacho
Pause, wait, hold up for a second
Who the new Jag with the new swag?
I could do this all day
Need a little minute
Take a breath, inhale it, let it out
See the shit, well you don't say
Step up in the room and everybody's checkin me
Yall feelin my persona
Hey hey, I'm the bitch you wanna be
Rest of yall is
Bust down the door with a flow so amazing
And everybody wanna know who that?
Made a commitment to bring that fire
E-V-E know that I got her back
We living it, aint giving a fuck
Go ahead and run up
And watch how we press
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat
Don't make me take off under that
Hey hey, I don't care what bitches say
None of yall can fuck with me
I'm the bitch you wanna be
Wait, who? I'm the bitch you wanna be
None of yall can fuck with me
I'm the bitch you tryna be
I'm the bitch you wanna be
I'm the bitch you tryna be
I'm the bitch you wanna be
Bitch you just a wanna be...