Lyrical Breakdown of Waddle - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Waddle" 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 "Waddle" 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'm sipping on my Hennessy And I'm like, "Pass me a bottle" I don't want your girl, man, I'm finna pull a model Made man, shawty, I'm a young don dada Thangs on my waist, so I walk with a waddle Walk with a waddle, walk with a waddle My team hang low 'cause my pockets full of guap My chain hang low 'cause my ice full of water I walk with a waddle, walk with a waddle A whole lot of swagger, I'm a young don dada I walk with a waddle, walk with a waddle See us in the spot, we don't dance, we just waddle Walk with a waddle, walk with a waddle Get any bitch I want 'cause they like my swag I walk around with twenty grand in the Gucci bag All my niggas G, y'all just hella fast We move 'em by the three, y'all just selling bags I been getting rich, I heard you niggas mad I heard you niggas broke, I heard you down bad You need to work it out, go on to your gym class 'Cause we been working out, dropping off them gym bags My team hang low 'cause my pockets full of guap My chain hang low 'cause my ice full of water I walk with a waddle, walk with a waddle A whole lot of swagger, I'm a young don dada I walk with a waddle, walk with a waddle See us in the spot, we don't dance, we just waddle Walk with a waddle, walk with a waddle I'm steady counting guap, water walkin' to the kitchen My ring and my watch told my necklace I was tripping I hit 'em with a holler, I'm down for a shotter I walk it like I talk it, Gucci actin' like a baller My iced out doggie same size as a Yorkie But if you touch this dog though, the owner start barking My iced out doggie same size as a Yorkie But if you touch this dog though, the owner start barking The owner start barking, the owner start barking I'm hooder than your boyfriend, richer than your husband Wobble with the bottle, I'm a East Atlanta scholar My team hang low 'cause my pockets full of guap My chain hang low 'cause my ice full of water I walk with a waddle, walk with a waddle A whole lot of swagger, I'm a young don dada I walk with a waddle, walk with a waddle See us in the spot, we don't dance, we just waddle Walk with a waddle, walk with a waddle Yeah, it's pourin' Glock wake us up, it's no call, we'll storm Six rings on, you can call us Robert Horry Still bustin' bricks down Zone 6 corner