Lyrical Breakdown of Turn Yo Clic Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Turn Yo Clic Up" 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 "Turn Yo Clic Up" 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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(I love you Atake) He want the scoop, she want the tea (she want the tea) I cannot speak, we keepin' it street (we keepin' it street) I took a loss, but you still gon' get beat (you still gon' get beat) How much it cost? It never been cheap (it never been) Turn your clique up, dawg (turn 'em up) Turn your bitch up, dawg (turn her up) Tying these streets, can't cross it (cross 'em up) All these streets need bosses (boss 'em up) Turn your clique up, dawg (turn 'em up) Turn your bitch up, dawg (turn her up) Tying these streets, can't cross it (cross 'em up) All these streets need bosses (go) If my dawg get low on his pockets, I'm pickin' 'em up (soo) We came from the bottom together, my nigga, we get it, we splittin' it up If my bitch tell me "Pay for the pussy" I take her ass shoppin' and tell her "Shut up" (shh) Standin' on business Standin' on bitches ain't nothin' to pipe that shit up (swoo) It ain't nothin' to turn a bitch up It ain't nothin' to turn your clique up (ain't nothin') Shit, we turned the jeweler up, just look at the diamonds, we bust (yeah) Look at the people we touched, shit, I'm feelin' like Puffy and Ross (yeah) I'm sendin' this shit like a toilet, lil' nigga, so nasty, I never been flushed (ugh, nasty, go) Bulletproof Brabus, it came with a kit on it (kit, skrrt, skrrt) The switch is too light, it kick if you spit on it (kick, frr, grrah, frr) Hundreds of bands, I put that lil' shit on 'em (shit, hee, ooh, hee) Dope in my hand, I had to go flip somethin' (flip it, flip, go, it's gone) He want the scoop, she want the tea (she want the tea) I cannot speak, we keepin' it street (we keepin' it street) I took a loss, but you still gon' get beat (you still gon' get beat) How much it cost? It never been cheap (it never been) Turn your clique up, dawg (turn 'em up) Turn your bitch up, dawg (turn her up) Tying these streets, can't cross it (cross 'em up) All these streets need bosses (boss 'em up) Turn your clique up, dawg (turn 'em up) Turn your bitch up, dawg (turn her up) Tying these streets, can't cross it (cross 'em up) All these streets need bosses (boss 'em up) Big dog status, Bal Harbour I ball, Lenox mall for my brothers Goyard bag, tote the cutter I got it out the field, fuck Russell Go and ask Lori about the Patek Then go and ask Joie, and ask Dess Phillipe water, tryna drown a bitch It's a habit trickin' on a bitch Shit, I'm thinkin' I could've been a pimp Shit, I'm cookin' up dope like it's dinner Shit, I come from Zone 6, nigga trim Shit, I'm floatin', I'm higher than a blimp Shit, it look like I'm swimmin' in glass Shit, I turn up my bitch 'cause she bad Shit, I'm makin' her ex-nigga mad Shit, they go for that bag, I'ma spaz Real nigga alert, I'm securin' the bag Pipin' a bitch, it ain't nothin', I got cash Turn up the shooters with switches, go bad Stay with some scammers, my dawg movin' packs Trappin' to rappin', my dawg, he fall off No cappin', I'm buyin' him a brick Fuck on your bitch, then I told her to call off Actually, I'm makin' her quit Painkiller, got my lil' demons on go They ready to hit with the stick Painkillers got my lil' bitch on go She ready to eat up the dick My main hitters, call up the gang members They was already on a lick Hangin' with Migos, all these drugs and guns Think we Mexican (Freebandz) He want the scoop, she want the tea (she want the tea) I cannot speak, we keepin' it street (we keepin' it street) I took a loss, but you still gon' get beat (you still gon' get beat) How much it cost? It never been cheap (it never been) Turn your clique up, dawg (turn 'em up) Turn your bitch up, dawg (turn her up) Tying these streets, can't cross it (cross 'em up) All these streets need bosses (boss 'em up) Turn your clique up, dawg (turn 'em up) Turn your bitch up, dawg (turn her up) Tying these streets, can't cross it (cross 'em up) All these streets need bosses (boss 'em up)