Lyrical Breakdown of Creme - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Creme" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Jack Harlow weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Creme" 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 Jack Harlow 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 Jack Harlow's narrative.
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I can't hold your hand this time
I'm the crème de la crème
And it's filled to the brim
But you should still go be with him
I can't hold your hand this time
I can't fold my plans this time
We 'bout to hit the cut and get smokey
Hit a couple spots where they know me
I am not a visit to your mommy
I got a couple mamis on call that's about me
Ask about me, ask about me, ooh
She ain't got no boundaries
Don't be surprised, baby, look at where you found me
I'm just as dirty as the shit you see around me
But you can bet they know about us
It's a circus, it's a show around us
Told me she ain't goin' out much
You don't wanna bring your ho around us, 'cause, trust
I'm the crème de la crème
And it's filled to the brim
But you should still go be with him
I can't hold your hand this time
I can't fold my plans this time
We 'bout to hit the cut and get smoky (smoky)
Hit a couple spots where they know me (know me)
I am not a visit to your mommy
I got a couple mamis on call that's about me
I apologize for making you feel special (ooh)
80-proof liquor inside of my blood vessels (ah)
Light beams hit off the side of my watch bezel
22 and poppin', I feel like I'm on schedule, hey
Don't be so naive
Don't get in your feelings then try me, mmm
Nothin' wrong with a side piece, hey
Go ahead if you tryna leave
'Cause what's a nine to a dime piece?
What's a headache to a youngin tryna find peace?
What's one girl to a couple Siamese? (ooh)
What's a chase when they down to come and find me (find me, ayy)
Never seen her 'round, said she went to Shawnee (huh)
Told me, "This ain't really my scene"
Well, baby, this is my party and the drinks all free
So have a good time, it's on me (why?)
'Cause I'm the crème de la crème
And it's filled to the brim
But you should still go be with him
I can't hold your hand this time
I can't fold my plans this time
We 'bout to hit the cut and get smoky
Hit a couple spots where they know me
I am not a visit to your mommy
I got a couple mamis on call that's about me