Lyrical Breakdown of Typa - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Typa" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how GloRilla weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Typa" 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 GloRilla 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 GloRilla's narrative.
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Love, never knew what I was missin'
But I knew once we start kissin', I found
Yeah, I love me a trappin'-ass, dark skinned country-ass
Got it out the mud, 6'1", ol' thug-ass
Talk real slick, big dick, big gun-ass
Pick a bitch up when we fuck, ol' strong-ass, nigga
Makin' them plays, stackin' that pape'
Buyin' me whatever I want ass nigga
Three pointers on the chain, fresh new Jays
AMG, switch lanes ass nigga
Never been a ho or a lame-ass nigga
Never switched up on the gang ass nigga
Street cred' good always ass nigga
Lemme put this pussy on your face ass nigga (hoo)
I ain't in yo' bidness and yeen in mines, nigga (yeen in mines, nigga)
Yeah, we both outside, that's my type of nigga (that's my type of nigga)
Love, never knew what I was missin' (that's my type of nigga)
But I knew once we start kissin', I found (that's my type of nigga)
I be in my section, he be in his
We can go bottle for bottle in this bitch
Strip club stuntin', I'ma stunt harder
We can go dollar for dollar in this bitch (uh-huh)
He Mr. Get It Done (ay), I'm Mrs. One of One (yeah)
Fall in love every time we link (goddamn), he got me sprung dot com (oh Lord)
Mane, these hos can't keep it P (hell nah)
I ain't stressin' on you, yeen stressin' on me
Nigga, I don't wanna put you on a leash (fuck that)
You a dawg, l'm a dawg, we can keep it in the streets (on gang)
I ain't in yo' bidness and yeen in mines, nigga (yeen in mines, nigga)
Yeah, we both outside, that's my type of nigga (that's my type of nigga, ooh)
Love, never knew what I was missin' (that's my type of nigga)
But I knew once we start kissin', I found (that's my type of nigga)