Lyrical Breakdown of Girls, Girls, Girls - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

Lyric Overview: Witness how Jay-Z weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Girls, Girls, Girls" 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 Jay-Z 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 Jay-Z's narrative.

This lyrical analysis of "Girls, Girls, Girls" not only celebrates Jay-Z's artistic prowess but also serves as an educational tool for aspiring songwriters. If this analysis inspires you and you'd like to see your own songs analyzed in this way, join the Lazyjot community. Register at Lazyjot and start exploring the full potential of your lyrical creativity. Turn your thoughts into rhymes and your rhymes into songs with Lazyjot!

(Feat. Biz Markie, Slick Rick & Q-Tip)

[Jay-Z]

Course I love you. I love all y'all

Hehehe, hehehe, f'real

[Biz] I love girls, girls, girls, girls

Girls, I do adore

[Jay] Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya

Holla at ya when I come off tour, yeah

[Jay-Z]

I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam

So she call me cabron plus marricon

Said she likes to cook rice so she likes me home

I'm like, "Un momento" - mami, slow up your tempo

I got this black chick, she don't know how to act

Always talkin out her neck, makin her fingers snap

She like, "Listen Jigga Man, I don't care if you rap

You better - R-E-S-P-E-C-T me"

I got this French chick that love to french kiss

She thinks she's Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist

_Ma cherie amore, tu es belle_

Merci, you fine as fuck but you givin me hell

I got this indian squaw the day that I met her

Asked her what tribe she with, red dot or feather

She said all you need to know is I'm not a ho

And to get with me you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough

Now that's Spanish chick, French chick, indian and black

That's fried chicken, curry chicken, damn I'm gettin fat

Arroz con pollo, french fries and crepe

An appetitite for destruction but I scrape the plate

I love

[Tip] Girls, girls, girls, girls (uh-huh)

Girls, I do adore

[Jay] Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya

Holla at ya when I come off tour

[Tip] I love girls, girls, girls, girls

Girls all over the globe

[Jay] I come scoop you in that Coupe, sittin on deuce-zeroes

Fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll - c'mon

[Jay-Z]

I got this young chick, she so immature

She like, "Why you don't buy me Reeboks no more?"

Like to show out in public, throw tantrums on the floor

Gotta toss a couple dollars, just to shut up her holla

Got a project chick, that plays her part

And if it goes down y'all that's my heart

Baby girl so thorough she been with me from the start

Hid my drugs from the NARCs, hid my guns by the parts

I got this model chick that don't cook or clean

But she dress her ass off and her walk is mean

Only thing wrong with ma she's always on the scene

God damn she's fine but she parties all the time

I get frequent flier mileage from my stewardess chick

She look right in that tight blue dress, she's thick

She gives me extra pillows and seat back love

So I had to introduce her to the Mile High Club

Now that's young chick, stewardess, project and model

That means I fly rough early, plus I know Tae-bo

That means I'm new school, pop pills and stay in beef

But I never have a problem with my first class seat

I love

[Rick] Girls, girls, girls, girls

Girls, I do adore

[Jay] Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya

Holla at ya when I come off tour

[Rick] I love girls, girls, girls, girls

Girls all over the globe

[Jay] I come scoop you in that Coupe, sittin on deuce-zeroes

Fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll

[Jay-Z]

I got this paranoid chick, she's scared to come to the house

A hypochondriac who says ouch before I whip it out

Got a chick from Peru, that sniff Peru

She got a cousin at customs that get shit through

Got this weedhead chick, she always catch me doin shit

Crazy girl wanna leave me but she always forgets

Got this Chinese chick, had to leave her quick'

Cause she kept bootleggin my shit - man

I got this African chick with Eddie Murphy on her skull

She like, "Jigga Man, why you treat me like animal?"

I'm like excuse me Ms. Fufu, but when I met your ass

You was dead broke and naked, and now you want half

I got this ho that after twelve million sold

Mami's a narcoleptic, always sleepin on Hov'

Gotta tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow

I got so many girls across the globe.

[Biz] I love girls, girls, girls, girls

Girls, I do adore

[Jay] Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya

Holla at ya when I come off tour

[Tip] I love girls, girls, girls, girls

Girls all over the globe

[Jay] I come scoop you in that Coupe, sittin on deuce-zeroes

Fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll

[Rick] I love girls, girls, girls, girls

Girls, I do adore

[Jay] Yo put your number on this paper cause I would love to date ya

Holla at ya when I come off tour

[Jay]

I love girls, girls, girls, girls

Girls, girls.