Lyrical Breakdown of Walk in Wit the M.O. - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Walk in Wit the M.O." 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 "Walk in Wit the M.O." 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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I want a girl with extensions in her hair
Skin tight pants muff print no underwear
A Fendi bag and a bad attitude
She give me head in a Carrera and cruise
She addicted to the D-boyz
Talking that street slang
That keep the dick up in her
2 feet in the D game
Standing on the bus stop mama
Hold my bag of rocks
Jumped up out that hooptie this summer
Baby we in the drop
Spend it and flaunt it take your
Pick however you want it
Don't mind bitches my side
Bitches knocked off opponents
They simply leasing this penis but
Baby I'm the owner
My Compton bitch hear polices
Rate me in California
So I done cut a lot of hoes off
I activate this actavis so I can dose off
And I don't argue with no bitch I
Set that straight from the gate
Bet all my mack and money makers relate
I'm just a player baby
That's why it's money over bitches
I steps in with the mo
Where the hoes at baby?
That's why it's money over bitches
I steps in with the mo where the hoes at?
It's always money over bitches
I steps in with the mo
Where the hoes at baby?
That's why it's money over bitches
I steps in with the mo where the hoes at?
This might be hard as it get
I bought an ounce on the first like
It was part of my rent
I'm in Paris drinking mo thank
God for this shit
Cause I'm from south central
Baby pardon my french
Yea I know ball players
James Harden and shit
Cash a check in New York
At the Garden and shit
Heard The Yellow Album now she
Part of the clique
West side get the money yea
We started this shit
Oh you getting head now look
I taught her this shit
This nigga treat her like she
Your daughter and shit
Type of nigga golfing with
Her father and shit found out I was fucking
He was bothered a bit
I'm a cool nigga it's not
A problem to switch look you in yo face what
Type of problem is this
Caught him on the chin then he stumbled a bit
The right then left niggas rumbled and shit
I got on red bet he think
I'm from the jungles and shit
Nasty like my brother named Jungle and shit
Ay Other People Money make double and shit
This me and gangster Gibbs you
In trouble ya dig?