Lyrical Breakdown of You Da Best (feat. Lil Bee & Young Thug) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "You Da Best (feat. Lil Bee & 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 "You Da Best (feat. Lil Bee & Young Thug)" 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.
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Yah (knock, knock)
Now swagging nigga (T note)
T-note wad up bro you know
I got them folk I got you nigga (you bet she bad yeah)
Lil'Bee
You bet she bad yeah, (what), tell him you don't want no baby
Foreign clothes to the linens you own all the ladies
Real girl got me swagging like I'm in the 80's
Oh my god oh my god you the best yeah (best yeah)
Tell him you don't want no baby
Foreign clothes to the linens you own all the ladies
Real girl got me looking like I'm from the 80's
Oh my god oh my god you (fuck it)
That butt sit high like a broken thumb
Got thumbs got sons we can go meet moms
Ma swag worth a milli, am a blood I'm on the building
These hoes take me down they wanna sue ma business
Ima be right to and die, naked pics to my iPhone
I nutted on you, you nutted on me let bygones be bygones
Just trying to be what you trying to see
You know thugger packing that python
Now ma phone off I'm back home, keepers stands us up before they come
No (no), that girl got Georgia thong
Wow (wow), you she heading for some now every time I see her
I wish ma old lady could be her and I no care no way
But she ain't ma mama sita
You bet she bad yeah, tell him you don't want no baby
Foreign clothes to the linens you own all the ladies
Real girl got me swagging like I'm in the 80's
Oh my god oh my god you the best yeah
Tell him you don't want no baby
Foreign clothes to the linens you own all the ladies
Real girl got me looking like I'm from the 80's
Oh my god oh my god
Double cup love shawty yeah lean on
Baby you the baddest yeah girl you know (you know)
Yo man missed a shining free throw (ah)
And I'm flexing with the takers no d-bone
I make it rain on you baby hooray (hooray)
I need more talk brush ma toothpaste
No this is not a show this a movie
And yo man home yeah she wanna do me (she do)
Baby girl I promise I won't leave you (leave you)
Baby girl I swear I won't abuse you (abuse you)
As long as you keep it 100
You ain't gotta ask for nothing
You bet she bad yeah, tell him you don't want no baby
Foreign clothes to the linens you own all the ladies
Real girl got me swagging like I'm in the 80's
Oh my god oh my god you the best yeah (you the best yeah)
Tell him you don't want no baby
Foreign clothes to the linens you own all the ladies
Real girl got me looking like I'm from the 80's
Oh my god oh my god (fuck it)