Lyrical Breakdown of Mop (Feat. Young Thug) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Mop (Feat. Young Thug)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gunna weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Mop (Feat. 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 Gunna 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 Gunna's narrative.
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Wheezy outta here
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm fucking a bitch in a pent' (ski)
I'm fucking a bitch in a Patek (ski, ski)
I fucked a lil' bitch on the couch (ski)
We fuckin' all over the house (mop)
She said "Ain't no teeth on ya cock" (yeah)
You took the words right out of my mouth (mop)
I took the bitch out of her county
Then dropped the bitch off in the south (mop)
I nutted all over her face (mop)
And now she look like a cow (mop)
Let's go to Saint-Tropez (mop)
This bitch 'bout to spring out the house, pew (mop)
Monica Lewinsky (ski)
Pass me your friend-ski (ski, ski)
I did a spin-ski (ski)
Out of a Benz-ski (ski, ski)
Everything is fancy (fancy)
Music in the pantry (yeah)
Twenty-foot Christmas tree (twenty)
This is how Christmas be (yeah)
Ridin' down McAfee (skrrt, skrrt)
Two gun, Pistol Pete (yeah)
Yeah, real right blood (blood)
Boolin' in the 'yo with my cuh (cuh)
Yeah, spider web spud (spider)
Kickin' my pimpin', no crutch (yeah)
Young nigga so bossed up (what?)
Might as well smoke me a dutch (yeah)
Emeralds, green diamonds (green)
Gators, they slimey (slime)
Car clear coat and polished (clear)
Please go fire your stylist (fire)
Fly the G5 at the highest and we in cahoots with the pilot (yeah)
That lil' bitch you cuffin' is cute, but her lil' cooch got high mileage (woo)
Good brain and she still go to college, we pullin' up big Bentley B 'cause she solid (big B)
Every day I wake up to deposits, swear every day I could catch you my pocket (yeah)
This bitch got a hell of a noggin
She ate the whole dick, she a goblin (woah)
You the reason we callin' it mop
You the reason I'm losin' my socks (mop)
I took the M out her mouth
I took the T out of the top (mop)
The mop wanna meet at the house
I texted her back, droppin' the dot (mop)
She suckin' my dick with a towel (towel)
You know she got sliggity slop (slop)
Her lips haven't lickety locked (locked)
I won't ever tell her to stop (mop)
She said "Ain't no teeth on ya cock" (yeah)
You took the words right out of my mouth (mop)
I took the bitch out of her county
I dropped the bitch off in the south (mop)
I nutted all over her face (mop)
And now she look like a cow (ski, ski)
Let's go to Saint-Tropez (mop)
This bitch 'bout to spring out the house (mop)
A snake in the den (yeah)
My house has some snakes in the den (woo)
She came with a coke body stance
I came with a couple of twins (twins)
I take care of her family and friends (friends)
The Travis', they family and friends (yeah)
Got the bowling ball and the pins (woah)
She turn on that dick, it's a spin (yeah)
He tried to come hang with the clan (ski)
Got kicked out the whip, Jackie Chan (woo)
Hunnids for the pots and the pan (okay)
I need you come mop up your mans (mop)
Fuck 'round and brought sand to the sand (mop)
They playas, they love when we playin' (slatt)
We pay 'em, they reppin' the brand (hey)
They mop it up, clean with no hands (uh-huh)
My shirt got a stain (uh-huh)
But I can't complain (I can't)
They killed one of my mane (uh-huh)
I see the Romaines (slatt)
He took him a X (uh-huh)
But still ain't the same (hee-hee)
He came from the trenches (uh-huh)
And now that's to blame
He took him a X (uh-huh)
He still ain't the same (ski, ski)
They sending me threats (uh-huh)
I never complain (uh-huh)
Her mouth soaking wet, I forget about the sex
And I know it's a shame (uh-huh)
I'm deep in her neck, tryna see if it stretch
I'ma bust me a vein (mop)
She said "Ain't no teeth on ya cock" (yeah)
You took the words right out of my mouth (mop)
I took the bitch out of her county
Then dropped the bitch off in the south (mop)
I nutted all over her face (mop)
And now she look like a cow (mop)
Let's go to Saint-Tropez (mop)
This bitch 'bout to spring out the house (mop)
Mop, mop, mop