Lyrical Breakdown of Still So Icy - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Still So Icy" 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 "Still So Icy" 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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Yeah (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Uh
It's Gucci
Million-dollar grill but this smile priceless (huh?)
This a Richard Mille, nigga, not a Breitling
I got so much ice, I name my son Ice, nigga
When I met her, she was straight, now she dykin' (it's Gucci)
Makin' love to the money like I'm Bryson (wow)
Known to drive these bitches crazy with no license
1017, but we still So Icy (huh)
Ran up a half a billion dollars with some Nikes (it's Gucci)
Uh, uh, it's a bird, it's a plane, nah, ho, it's Gucci Mane, get it right, bitch
Uh, uh, got her coming out her thong, I be turning bitches on like a light switch
Uh, uh, quarter-ticket skeleton, rock that AP all chrome on my right wrist
They say Gucci fuck with all the strippers and they right too
They say Gucci known for blessing bitches, I'm like, "Achoo"
Earring look like golf ball, backyard on a golf course
Chopper on the front seat, I hopped out the front porch
TJ at the Clearport, pass 'em on the runway (yeah)
Whole ticket worth a diamond, singing like Beyoncé
Million-dollar grill but this smile priceless (huh?)
This a Richard Mille, nigga, not a Breitling
I got so much ice, I name my son Ice, nigga
When I met her, she was straight, now she dykin' (it's Gucci)
Makin' love to the money like I'm Bryson (wow)
Known to drive these bitches crazy with no license
1017, but we still So Icy
Ran up a half a billion dollars with some Nikes (yeah)
I got so much cash that I named my daughter Iceland (huh)
Yeah, this the life and now this money is enticing (it's Gucci)
The way these rappers going broke, it's a crisis (damn)
My young niggas doing drills like they ISIS
Why niggas fall off and get all self-righteous? (Huh?)
I got two white girls saying, "Spank me" 'cause they like it (well, damn)
They ask me, "Gucci, is you rollin'?" Bitch, I might be (bitch, I might be)
When they ask Gucci Mane, "What's up?" I say, "My prices" (what's up?)
I just bought a Maybach, sent it back 'cause I didn't like it (go)
Shawty fine and ugly, bitch, come fuck me in a shiesty
I might cop two snakes to help me take care all these mices
And I just bought two tigers for the house, I feel like Tyson (wow)
Million-dollar grill but this smile priceless (huh?)
This a Richard Mille, nigga, not a Breitling
I got so much ice, I name my son Ice, nigga
When I met her, she was straight, now she dykin' (it's Gucci)
Makin' love to the money like I'm Bryson (wow)
Known to drive these bitches crazy with no license
1017, but we still So Icy
Ran up a half a billion dollars with some Nikes (it's Gucci)