Lyrical Breakdown of Jumpin on a Jet - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Future weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Jumpin on a Jet" 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 Future 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 Future's narrative.

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Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet) Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet) Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet) Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet) Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet) Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet) Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet) Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet) We say it's up Then it's up Perfect timing Throw the diamond in my cup Solitaires on my ankle, I'm way up See, you trolling, and that shit not weighing up Lambo truck, and I'm flexing, Prince's cup On the G4, Fendi my clothes, top of the globe Put the carats in my nose Never did fold, and I won't sell my soul Platinum rose gold Phillipe my hoes Tricking it oh-oh-off Fucking on a star Might get your car I was standing on the bar Me and my squad We dripping in Ar Ordered the 14 passenger Flyest nigga in America Fresh Chanel and a manicure VVs got my hoes sprung Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off Say it's war We gon' down him and fuck his hoe I'm the boy, putting these marbles in my doors I can't change, ya gotta swip wit' us On my reign I'm on flames, me and my hoe play gangbang I'm a superstar, but I already got my stains I was in the back seat, but I know I was switching lanes Headrest, clearport I stay deadfresh, far in my transport Ordered the 14 passenger Flyest nigga in America Fresh Chanel and a manicure VVs got my hoes sprung Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off the jet Jumping on and off