Lyrical Breakdown of Is She Gon Pop - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Is She Gon Pop" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

Lyric Overview: Witness how J. Cole weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Is She Gon Pop" 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 J. Cole employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Art of seduction

Hoes jump like Vince Carter backstage like they a part of production

We talked about her dreams you gotta start off with somethin'

Her momma went to college but yet her father was hustlin'

Found it funny 'cause now they daughter is stuck-in

A similar predicament, I'm askin' where her nigga went

She said your guess is good as mine

Dropped outta school now he run the streets like all the time

Left me alone with this baby I don't hear from the nigga

And to keep hundred with you, I don't care for the nigga

Well, movin' on

Funny 'cause I only know a couple of your songs

But I love when they come on

Word

I'll take it, baby I'll take it

Why I'm starin' at you 'cause I'm picturing you naked

Know what's on your mind embrace it, do not fake it

Tonight is what you make it, take it do not waste it

Take a shot you not wasted, look in the blocks with mind play?

I'm in a small ass town with a superstar chick

This is superstar dick

Girl, how could you not taste it?

That's a little egotistic

My amigos be hocking in Toledo

Niggas winning off me, it's all G

'Cause he know bitches can't get the Michael, so they settling for Tito

We know, yeah nigga we know

Hot bitch fell in my lap like cappuccino

Niggas so thirsty it irks me

You keep on putting bitches over money, but that ain't my cup of tea though

Nah nigga, the game is to get

A bunch of paper just to change your fucking neighbors and shit

I swear if niggas put half of what they put in chasing ass into a craft

By now you'd be famous and rich

But I get it, you rather lay with a bitch

While you play with her pussy, and let her play with your dick

She thinking she got a first round pick

She thinking 'bout all the things she can get

She thinking you got a range for a whip

And a fly ass cribbo, but it's not that simple 'cause

All you got is a phone full of bitches, and they just like her

Meanwhile, I'm stacking paper up, my word

Had more hoes coming than a bus driver

Got a full-grown woman wanna fuck my word, wanna ride my nouns

Let her suck my verbs aye