Lyrical Breakdown of Gucci Time (feat. Swizz Beatz) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gucci Time (feat. Swizz Beatz)" 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 "Gucci Time (feat. Swizz Beatz)" 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 Gucci Mane 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 Gucci Mane's narrative.

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I need everybody to report to tha dance floor right now Tha world is very different now, You know why it's Gucci time Big Gucci trap boys call me Brick Gucci Dime piece time piece got my Swiss movin' Swiss cheese out a hater if he act foolish Swizz Beats Gucci Mane call it trap music I think I need an ESPY the rappers best respect me They try to Ron Artest me the gone have to arrest me With a doubt I bring 'em out The kid is all she think about She cheated wit la flare But he didn't spill a drink about her Do you know what time it is Gucci time Fifteen for every diamond bitch I'm hood rich wealthy and all that there I own forty bars but I have no idea Its Gucci time! Cut the lights on, cut these fuckin' lights on All this ice on ain't no need to cut the lights on Cut the lights on, cut these fuckin' lights on All this ice on ain't no need to cut the lights on Its Gucci time! Cut the lights on, cut these fuckin' lights on All this ice on ain't no need to cut the lights on Cut the lights on, cut these fuckin' lights on All this ice on ain't no need to cut the lights on Its Gucci time! Came in drankin' Rollin' up stanky White boy wasted Frat house wasted Amazin' Like my bracelet I'm flossin' R.i.p the mike the ice got my chest moon walkin' Cabbage patchin' Bouncin' Like Bankhead' Pull up in the drop top Ferrari on Bankhead Colder than a polar bear sleepin' in the freezer She wish she never met me, wanna catch amnesia Gucci mane crazy I might pull up on a zebra Land on top an eagle smoke a joint of reefa Standin' on the sofa spillin' liquor on the speaker Call the paralegal 'cause this shit should be illegal Its Gucci time! Cut the lights on, cut these fuckin' lights on All this ice on ain't no need to cut the lights on Cut the lights on, cut these fuckin' lights on All this ice on ain't no need to cut the lights on Its Gucci time! Cut the lights on, cut these fuckin' lights on All this ice on ain't no need to cut the lights on Cut the lights on, cut these fuckin' lights on All this ice on ain't no need to cut the lights on Its Gucci time! Keep tockin' a tockin' to keep tickin' Ya Rollie ain't real if the bitch keep tickin' A hundred thou' on the shoes and socks ain't nothin' A hundred thou' on the wrist band aint nothin' Keep tockin' a tockin' to keep tickin' Ya Rollie ain't real if the bitch keep tickin' A hundred thou' on the shoes and socks ain't nothin' You ain't sayin' nothin', you ain't doin' nothin' Cut the lights on, cut these fuckin' lights on All this ice on ain't no need to cut the lights on Cut the lights on, cut these fuckin' lights on All this ice on ain't no need to cut the lights on It's Gucci time! Hands up! Its Gucci time!