Lyrical Breakdown of My Homeboy's Girlfriend - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Freddie Gibbs weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "My Homeboy's Girlfriend" 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 Freddie Gibbs 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 Freddie Gibbs's narrative.

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Yeah, what's up, uh Wanna blow, what's up, yeah It's in the fuckin' Motherfucker, yeah Money and bitches Niggas die for money and bitches Money and bitches Niggas die for money and bitches Money and bitches Niggas die for money and bitches Money and bitches Niggas die for money and bitches Money and bitches, niggas die for money and bitches What I embody is so ungodly, God is my witness Emotions froze, I'm so cold on every bitch on my team A rolling stone, I move on like it's a daily routine I used to have this bitch that had me twisted Used to get drunk at the club and call me for random visits She stumbled into my door and I smashed her in the kitchen Yes she get rough when we sexing, flexing in all positions Whispered and I often listened, she got a nigga at home Not quite at home, he took a pitch and since '06 he been gone She say she grown, she pay her bills and raise her kid on her own Plus he touch down in a few days, I should just leave her alone But it's that devil on my shoulder, telling me to come over 3am I hit the gas in my Chevy, blowin on Doja Got me stuck and I can't understand Why I can't notice, I'm so bogus cause I know her man I guess I'm dead wrong, fa sho Money and bitches make the world spin Fucking with you can make my world end How I get caught up in this whirlwind? Dead wrong, fucking my homeboy's girlfriend Fucking my homeboy's girlfriend (money and bitches) But it's your homeboy's girlfriend (niggas die for money and bitches) Fucking my homeboy's girlfriend (niggas die for money and bitches) Loving my homeboy's girlfriend (money and bitches) I wish I had the nuts to tell you this While you was locked away in jail I was out here nailing your bitch I even helped out with the house note, the car payments and shit I never thought about our friendship, I just thought with my dick And I was dead wrong, on bogus shit from the start 'Cause of this lust in my mind, I carried this guilt in my heart I be so weak to let a piece of pussy peel us apart If you found out about this shit, might twist your feelings in knots Speaking of feelings, I caught 'em, big bag of dreams and I bought 'em Visions of me and her stuck on an island hideaway balling Sometimes I don't return her calls and pray one day she be off it But yo it seems like since he came home, she been calling more often Damn, guess she addicted to the way I treat her Because she right back at my doorstep every time that he beat her Fussing and crying saying, "Baby, I need you, why you ignore me?" Testing me, stressing me, how dare she question my loyalty? Damn Money and bitches make the world spin Fucking with you can make my world end How I get caught up in this whirlwind? Dead wrong, fucking my homeboy's girlfriend (money and bitches) Fucking my homeboy's girlfriend (niggas die for money and bitches) But it's your homeboy's girlfriend (niggas die for money and bitches) Fucking my homeboy's girlfriend (niggas die for money and bitches) Loving my homeboy's girlfriend (niggas die for money and bitches) Money and bitches, niggas die for money and bitches Trying to stay occupied, so I stay out there fucking bitches But my affairs with this woman was extremely indecent Truth is my homie got every right to come leave me leaking Woke up with my phone on fire, twenty, thirty missed calls Called him back, he picked it up and I could tell he pissed off He told me, bitch nigga, you see me, walk the other way No room for explanation, just jump straight into pistol play All them years we go back just got flushed down the toilet Might lose my life behind this bitch, but man I just can't afford it Whole situation could have been avoided I wonder what went through his head when he picked up that loaded pistol and pointed Like damn, if I can't have you in life, I guess I'll have you in death Finished her off with three shots and turned the fifth on himself Was it really love or did we both all fall for a sleazy broad? Killed his girl and spared my fucking life, who had the deeper bond? Damn Money and bitches make the world spin Fucking with you can make my world end How I get caught up in this whirlwind? Dead wrong, fucking my homeboy's girlfriend (money and bitches) Fucking my homeboy's girlfriend (niggas die for money and bitches) But it's your homeboy's girlfriend (niggas die for money and bitches) Fucking my homeboy's girlfriend (niggas die for money and bitches) Loving my homeboy's girlfriend (niggas die for money and bitches) If someone finds out about us Then someone's gonna get fucked up Shit