Lyrical Breakdown of MADE MY HOE FAINT - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "MADE MY HOE FAINT" 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 "MADE MY HOE FAINT" 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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(Ain't none harder, nigga)
I just made this hoe faint, she ain't even believe it was me
Shawty gon' tie my shoe like a lil' kid, so conceited lately (ay)
Post a pic and let the world see it, I'm just keepin' it P
No one on the corner put that stuff on like us (sex)
I got all the hitters goin', I got a lil' one goin', I got all the Skittles goin'
I just parked a new Ferrari next to a foreign, next to a new foreign
I just got the bag, made another bag, flip, nigga, I'm too O-T
Niggas know not to never sleep on me, I'm puttin' that stuff on
They think I'm sellin' H, look at my chain, I got a few keys on (whoo)
Bitch fuck around and faint, and when she see me, had that shit on (say, dog)
Flickin' up my wrist, I'm cookin' dope, smelled like I peed on (see)
Anything I get on, put a fit on, then I shit on (brr)
Tax bracket, high skyscrapers, I can't see y'all (ski)
Talkin' dogshit, I fuck it up then put the beat on
Got my dogs turnin' up, they ready to put the switch on (brr)
Got this bad bitch, she textin' me, she ready to sit on
Supermodels back, overseas
Supermodels, bad lil' freak
Super-charged, ridin' in the 'Ghini
I'm super fly, I'm on a bad bitch lead
No one on the corner did it bigger than us
No one on the corner got it litty like us
No one on the corner gettin' a bag like us
No one on the corner reppin' murder like us (oh, shh)
I'm the one that got you ran down (shh)
Ain't tellin' these niggas to stand down (Plutoski)
Got this shit in the choke, hands down
Pick the brrt-brrt, ski, now it's man down