Lyrical Breakdown of Down On That (ft. Young Thug) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Down On That (ft. Young Thug)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gucci Mane weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Down On That (ft. Young Thug)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Re, re, re, remix
I know a rich nigga with them bricks and???
I know ya'll ain't gon' catch up for my whole clique
I buy all the verse, I bust 'em down, and I remix
Thugger, Thugger, make a nigga bitch say it
Down on that, down on that, get down on that
Down on that, down on that, get down on that
Down on that, down on that
Alka-Seltzer plus of junkies
I don't mean to brag but I can purchase [?]
Bitch I got a tummy, not my fuckin' stomach
Bitch I drink that lean until I'm fuckin' vomit
I got a closet full of that R money
I just copped a foreign ho, I think she's from London
You know I'm gonna eat her yeah, she's my fuckin' lunchs
I'm on molly and lean, I'mma have lil momma runnin'
I'mma catch it and beat it, now she leanin' on me
I'm super cray if I catch a bitch cheatin' on me
I love the the money dirt free and licks and shit shit
Too many racks spent for you to be bleachin' shit
I got the money in the bed with me
A money counter on my dresser
I thank God money there for me
I hope we always be together
A nigga told me he was scared for me
I told him, "Get your shit together"
I walk around with big hands on me
I went to sleep with the bread on me
I get money every day of the week
You know it's dog on dog, these niggas'll kill the dog to eat
I got that 44 bulldog on me and I blast for free
I got them young niggas who'll kill you for an ounce a week