Lyrical Breakdown of Young'n - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Fabolous weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Young'n" 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 Fabolous 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 Fabolous's narrative.

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Brooklyn, uh, uh, uh, uh Huh, huh, uh-huh, do it, yeah, do it now, come on Uh, uh, uh, uh, what y'all want? Uh Rollin', gold two seater Stash in the dash hold two heaters Blocka put holes through beaters Ghetto Fab stroll through Cheetahs Ballin', Brooklyn don Addicted to Cris' hooked on Dom 50 G's, hook and song Ma, I wanna see how you look in thongs Hustlin', guys that send Po's 'Cause I chop rocks the size of Mentos Blame me, I charge the hen hoes Look at the hurt your eyes will squint close Pimpin' here's a new way to flirt Now listen to the two way alert It goes Let's go V.I.P., boo, raise your skirt Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) I'm gangsta Y'all just wannabe's Federal agents on their P's 30 a gram, 28 on the keys Got a good lawyer, I'm gonna squeeze Thuggin', jeans and Tim's Fitted to the front lean the brim Ride but never on teenage rims And I keep a chick's face between limbs Stylin' y'all heard about my kick game I'm on the parquet, you see me at the Knick game Probably seen this tatted on your chick frame F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S Ridin' y'all know as well I do That's the way you can tell I flew So I got a deal, I sell pies too 'Cause before I hit the pens I'm gettin' bailed by Clue Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) Cruisin', top on the 'Cedes low Turn us up when you hear this on the radio Blastin' with the nineteen eighty flow Make the necks on the ladies go Holla that's what a pretty thug will do Hit Branson, get a fifty jug or two Y'all throwin' on them gritty mugs for who? Like y'all don't know what fifty slugs will do Hatin' I just bought the Uz' I put y'all in them front page articles I got 'em lookin' at the Billboard charts confused And I still freestyle to start the Clue's Reppin' I'm that kid who 'bout the dough I done copped coke and started droughts before Shit platinum out the door Now I drop the top down just to shout to hoes Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back (wooo-wooo) Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo) Holla back, back, back, back (Wooo-wooo) (Wooo-wooo) (Wooo-wooo) (Wooo-wooo) Uh Yeah Yeah (Wooo-wooo)