Lyrical Breakdown of Nothin' To Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Nothin' To Me" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Juelz Santana weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Nothin' To Me" 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 Juelz Santana 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 Juelz Santana's narrative.
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A million, a million
Hol, hold up (hold up)
Hold up (hold up)
Bad bitches (bad bitches)
Pull up (pull up)
Money low (money low)
No sir (no sir)
I just throw, throw it up, throw it up (back to business)
You see me blowing all this cash (oooh)
That don't mean nothin' to me, nah, that don't mean nothin' to me (nah)
That don't mean nothin'
Money flyin' like it got wings (that's right)
That don't mean nothin' to me, that don't mean nothin' to me (nah nah)
That don't mean nothin'
I see them niggas holding hands (fuck 'em)
That don't mean nothin' to me, that don't mean nothin' to me
That don't mean nothin'
I got my niggas with me, I'm straight, I'm straight
That don't mean nothin' to me, that don't mean nothin' to me (ooooh)
That don't mean nothin' (aye)
Show 'em money, blowin' money
Throwin money, you see us?
And if not, your bitch do
She ditched you to come meet us (a million, a million)
Now she wanna chill with us, busted open for real niggas
In DOA we shoot money, yeah niggas, we kill strippers
I don't care if that ass fake, long ass, that ass shake
All this money and diamonds on me, now that's what I call karat cake
Gotta keep up, I speed up, going hard to my last day
I'm ballin' on em, fast break, fast life, no back brake
Swerve! I know I get on their fucking nerves (Scoot)
That's your bitch, I'm leaving with her, word
You fuck with money, I do what I want with money
My new whip, that's a thousand bricks
Cause that shit cost me a ton of money
We in here, they panickin'
Them broke boys can't handle it
Na, these boys ain't got swag
They just bought what's on the mannequin
Hold up, hold up, hold up, wait
Time to let them know who's the man again (me)
New rollie, sky dweller, fifty grand on my hand again
Hol, hold up (hold up)
Hold up (hold up)
Bad bitches (bad bitches)
Pull up (pull up)
Money low (money low)
No sir (no sir)
I just throw, throw it up, throw it up (a million, a million)
You see me blowin' all this cash, (ooh)
That don't mean nothin' to me, nah, that don't mean nothin' to me, nah
That don't mean nothin'
Money flyin' like it got wings (that's right)
That don't mean nothin' to me, that don't mean nothin' to me (nah nah)
That don't mean nothin'
I see them niggas holdin' hands (fuck em)
That don't mean nothin' to me, that don't mean nothin' to me
That don't mean nothin'
I got my niggas with me, I'm straight, I'm straight
That don't mean nothin' to me, that don't mean nothin' to me
That don't mean nothin'
Who's house? My house
Who's house? My house
Ball so hard, need time out
Ya ain't balling, lock out
Bad bitches, they top out
Those bitches don't stop now
Pussy look like Pacquaio and I'm all cash, that knock out
Hey, That money I'm a throw
I'm in the jackpot
I wanna see it look
I bringin' you back the top
They ain't seeing that before
I really don't stop
Oh, all I know is go
That my ridin low
That 40 yard lit
Hey, won't you take a shot?
Then won't you take a trip?
I see your heels is bleedin'
I love you so conceded
Acting like you don't
And you know you know you need it
Hol, hold up (hold up)
Hold up (hold up)
Bad bitches (bad bitches)
Pull up (pull up)
Money low (money low)
No sir (no sir)
I just throw, throw it up, throw it up
You see me blowin' all this cash (ooh)
That don't mean nothin' to me, nah, that don't mean nothin' to me, nah
That don't mean nothin'
Money flyin' like it got wings (that's right)
That don't mean nothin' to me, that don't mean nothin' to me, nah nah
That don't mean nothin'
I see them niggas holdin' hands (fuck 'em)
That don't mean nothin' to me, that don't mean nothin' to me
That don't mean nothin'
I got my niggas with me, I'm straight, I'm straight
That don't mean nothin' to me, that don't mean nothin' to me
That don't mean nothin'
A million, a million