Lyrical Breakdown of Passport Bros - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Passport Bros" 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 "Passport Bros" 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.
- 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 J. Cole's narrative.
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Clase Azul got me singin', "I love you too"
No more dares, only truths, girl, how 'bout we go?
Go up shelf, we're not drinkin' Casamigos
Are you impaired? You're not there, but I'm a little
Clase Azul got me singin', "I love you too"
Bassy, Captain Clase, girl, come drive my boat
Ring that bell, bet they follow wherever we go
DZL got that Captain Morgan, pour him three more
Then stand up, please
Let me see you put your hands on your knees
No more dares, only truths, girl, how 'bout we go?
Go up shelf, we're not drinkin' Casamigos
Are you impaired? You're not there, I'm a little
Clase Azul got me singin', "I love you too"
Where you work on the weekend? Where you go on a Sunday?
Heard that place is the hot spot, I'ma take you to brunch there
I'ma get you the Rollie, I'ma take you to Italy
I'ma need you to show me everything that it's gon' be
No more dares, only truths, girl, how 'bout we go?
Go up shelf, we're not drinkin' Casamigos
Are you impaired? You're not there, but I'm a little
Clase Azul got me singin' -
Yeah, Cole and Bassy, the passport bros
If we ain't shelling out cash for hoes
No, I'm a little old-fashioned
Coast-to-coast out in Shoko, smashing
Shots of Clase, me and lil' Bassy in Barcelona
The news just dropped, I'm a partial owner
What can I say?
Tell Coach Cliff to suit me up and I'll play, I'm winning
We at Tape Mayfair, you can't get in
The little back room where not many fit in
The prettiest girls all be grinnin', they say I'm they favorite
They want me to lay with, it's blatant
Now, we on our M.I.A. shit, we just hit playa
They're playing the Durk song, damn, I'm on fire
A little redbone
She look like Mya and want me to try her, oh Lord
No more dares, only truths, girl, how 'bout we go?
Go up shelf, we're not drinkin' Casamigos
Are you impaired? You're not there, but I'm a little
Clase Azul got me singin', "I love you too"
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