Lyrical Breakdown of Ooh Wee - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Ghostface Killah weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Ooh Wee" 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 Ghostface Killah 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 Ghostface Killah's narrative.

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(La la la la, la la la la la la la) Yo, what's the deal, nigga? Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that Trynna get our heads right Get this money right and all that You know what I'm sayin', you know how it go Just another day in the hood Yo (La la la la) Yo (La la la la la la la) Aiyo, what a night, New York City, heard it goin' down Friday night, midnight, Atlantic City Slot machines, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, when they ring off Lock the doors, that's when Ghost just G'd off Cigars, paisley robes Four bitches guardin' me safely as we walk to the window The cashier was scared, she asked for my info The manager arrived with two guards, that's an insult That's the coldest, just because We talkin' 'bout 5 million dollars here This ain't Play-doh dough And your horoscope read, "You gon' slay those hoes" We got Scribbles, Anthony Acid, rockin' the show Special guest Starks, Mark Ronson First five hundred bitches went crazy When he let they odds in All he did was plug me in, I got the chargin' Got they bras and ran through they whole apartment Ooh wee, ooh wee (La la la la, la la la la la la la) Ooh wee, ooh wee (La la la la, la la la la la la la) When I step into the party, all the ladies wanna know I'm hangin' with the ballers, yeah, or my nigga Rolls I can tell you what they say haters, if you wanna know They say, "Ooh wee!" When I'm rollin' my Mercedes, all the ladies wanna roll Be my Juliet and I can be your Romeo If you actin' menace, I can pick another hoe Ooh wee (La la la la, la la la la la la la) In the middle of the summer, or even twenty below I'm a bad muthafucka, I'm way too fuckin' cold Let me tell you what they say When I'm pullin' off my drawers They say, "Ooh wee!" Aiyo, aiyo I came to the party, just to cut up a rug Don't make me have to cut up a thug Now play something for me, DJ 'Cause there's nothin' but love Hosted by the ladies who lookin' for somethin' to rub When we roll out, we roll on dubs, rollin' up bud The Theodore Unit, we controllin' the club Mamis shakin' they asses, they throwin' it up Like a B.E.T. commercial, I'm wrappin' it up Ooh wee, ooh wee (La la la la, la la la la la la la) Ooh wee, ooh wee (La la la la, la la la la la la la) To the bang-bang boogity, up jump the funk When I bang big bullets, I buck up a chump I love to get a bitch that's stuck up the hump Act thug, then my bullet get stuck up your rump Like boom, y'all heard I bust and that's my word So if you get out of line, then your ass is mine And I'mma run up in your house Put it in your mouth (Nigga) I might be new to the game (What?) But it's a damn shame what a brother 'bout to do to the game I got Mark Ron' backin' me up I'm already on a song with Nate Dogg That's why you wanna hate, dog? Here's a warning, when Mark bring the horns in Say the wrong thing and you won't see the morning You gon' get dealt with, man Yo Nate, man, let's ride on these bitches Come on! Ooh wee, ooh wee (La la la la, la la la la la la la) Ooh wee, ooh wee (La la la la, la la la la la la la) I can tell you what they say, haters If you wanna know They say, "Ooh wee"