Lyrical Breakdown of Bottle (Extended) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bottle (Extended)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Juice Wrld weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bottle (Extended)" 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 Juice Wrld 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 Juice Wrld's narrative.
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I love love, but love don't love me
She don't love me she still fucks me
She says I'm ugly, I got money
Yeah and I know that she knows that I'm up next
I won't love her that's an upset
I'll still hit her for the rough sex
She a white girl with good head, that's a rough neck, ooh
Somebody need to let me-
I know that you want me too
I know all these other bitches they be see-through
Stevie Wonder with this shit 'cus I can't see you
I went to Cali I ain't never comin' back, I ain't even pack my bags
She left my heart in the cracks of the Earth
Now I really had to come to Chiraq, She calls me on my phone
She tells me that she hates it when I leave her alone
I told her I was fakin' when I said she was my own
And I don't uh uh patient, and now I'm getting impatient
Now I'on care im patient
She told me she don't love me, oh
She won't let me know
She told me that it's time to go
She won't let me know
She'll just let me go, oh
She'll just let me go, oh
Somebody need to let her know
She say she want me back, but I can't go
She only want me 'cause my money long
She only want me 'cause they know my songs
I'ma fuck the bitch until the morning
She hit me when I'm tourin', She tell me that I'm everything but boring
She say she blow a nigga like porridge
Aye, I'm dogging on this bitch like curse but I got courage
I ain't never worried, I'ma keep it thirty
Feel like Stephen Curry
Drownin' in a Hennessy bottle (Bottle)
New .45 filled with hollows (Hollows)
She say she got a new boyfriend
Well, he won't live to see tomorrow ('Morrow)
Drownin' in a Hennessy bottle (Bottle)
New .45 filled with hollows (Hollows)
She say she got a new boyfriend
But he won't live to see tomorrow, 'morrow
She say she got a new boyfriend (Woah)
My heart's still hurtin' (Woah)
Girl, is it worth it? (Woah)
I'm a whole different person (Woah)
You're a girl and a serpent (Woah)
Yeah, I am certain (Woah)
You say you wanna play (Woah)
It's time to close the curtain (Woah)
The show's over (Woah)
Pull up in a 'Rari or a Rover (Skrrt, skrrt; woah)
Call me anything except sober (Woah)
I invite your best friend over (Woah)
Fuck her 'til she fall into a coma (Woah)
You can be Rihanna I can be your umbrella
Ion' know love ion' know no better
We can have a ball all day Cinderella
Devil on my phone heard I was a soul seller
I remember when you told me we will be forever, no such thing as forever
When I get drunk I think of you and I, I think of me in love
How we on separate ties, in the hell where I reside
And I know I'm not like those other guys I know I'm not like that in your eyes
I know it's not me I'm in disguises, these drugs they be actin' like a mask
I'ma leave the past in the past, I'ma do the drugs, relax
I'ma run it like it's up in gym class, this a .40, boy, you better get back
Bobby Brown way that I'ma spit crack, I want it forever
You told me whatever
Binge drink, I'm not thinkin'
I've been tweakin' on you and the fact that you keep leavin'
I love love, but love don't love me
She don't love me she still fucks me
She says I'm ugly, I got money
Yeah and I know that she knows that I'm up next
I won't love her that's an upset
I'll still hit her for the rough sex
She a white girl with good head, that's a rough neck, ooh
Somebody need to let me grow