Lyrical Breakdown of Stapleton Sex - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Stapleton Sex" 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 "Stapleton Sex" 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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You can put my dick in your mouth and play with my nuts
But before I bust, babe, I think I'll cum in your butt
I got my, gun on the floor and I'm ready to fuck
Like it's nothing, it's nothing
Yo my, face is wet, got hair on my tongue
'Cause I'mma greedy nigga, absorb pussy juice like a sponge
Feel the pretty warm dick, rub it on your clit
Oh, right before I bust I spray it on your tits
Switch you over, throw you to the side with one leg up
See the head slide in your hole, he stay up
Dick all shiny, helmet head bulging, smack it on your tooshie
When I hear the it's wet and it's gooshy
From behind I'm a master mind, hundred fast ones
And slow it up because I know how to fuck
Keep your pussy right there don't move, ooh
Holla at your boy, baby, do what it do
I love fucking you, your pussy's the bomb
Think about fucking this shit all day when I'm gone
Get up, suck that dick, spit on it, slob on that shit
More bubbles at the knob of that shit
It's my word you's a whore, taste good, right?
Turn around, get on all four
You pulling my hair, shut the fuck up
Why you fucking me like that? Shut the fuck up
This ain't no R 'n' B dick, this hood
My slow jam dick is on Thursday's, if my sugar high
My dick don't get up, you know I'm the best
Just shut your mouth up like you under arrest
I'm ready to cum, you ready to cum
Yeah, keep it right there, oh, my gosh, my pussy is numb
Okay, just rub it up against your hole
Put your thumb in your mouth and fuck me real slow
Look at me, yeah baby, I'ma let that go
Tell me you love me, I love you, baby, oh, oh
Oh shit, don't touch me, don't touch me
I said don't touch me, man,
Chill, let me get a cigarette, you don't smoke, nigga
Oh yeah, I forgot, I love when you fuck me like that
I'ma go put up some work at the studio, though
But when I get back have a little nurse outfit on
With the hat to the side so I can bend you over
In that little desk we got in the room
In your thigh highs, word up and I'ma stop at the adult store
And get one of them little screaming O's
So you can sit your little clit on it and just
Let it buzz off all day know what I'm saying, ma?
I'ma get the nine and move