Lyrical Breakdown of Her - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Her" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Kevin Gates weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Her" 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 Kevin Gates 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 Kevin Gates's narrative.
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Yeah *laughs*
It ain't nothin' to fuck yo bitch dog
*Laughs*
Starin' at me like the damsel in distress
Acapulco diamonds and they dancin' on my neck
Flawless no inclusions we don't fuck with VVS
Fall off in the club and its cardiac arrest
Her cardiac arrest Maliyah dancin' to my song
I'm a plug who make music, I'm like Tego Calderon
Still I'm bout that gangsta' shit so please don't rub me wrong
I need to see you naked with no clothes when I get home
Slighty narcissistic bae so please don't read me wrong
Dickmatized her, dick amazing, and
She blowing up my phone (Won't leave me alone)
Bitch I'mma killer, up in her cervix
She screamin its murder, her face in the pillow
Pulling her hair, while I nibble her ear, and
I'm fucking her slow and we all in the mirror
Hold up, Oh well
Left the ho at the hotel
Bungee jumpin, my line chirpin,
Bout' to go and catch me a sale (Bae don't leave)
You trippin',
You can stay here or come with me
Whipped up at the gas station
Bought a box of Goodies and a digit
Need sixty dollars on pump four cause the gas tank like empty
Won't play the game like 2 Chainz,
ain't ridin around but I'm gettin' it
Pull up at the trap,
I'ma text ya phone like "I'm over here come get it"
Told her "I'm sorry" she say she forgive me
Entangled in my conversation as if I'm a Judas
She look at me different
Would we get in trouble for fucking each other
Cause I use to fuck with ya sister
I heard that your pussy get wet as a river
and possibly need some assistance
Oooooooohhh
It ain't nothin' to fuck yo' bitch dog
Yo' bitch dog
It ain't nothin' to fuck yo' bitch dog
It ain't nothin' to fuck yo' bitch dog
Nigga, fuck you and yo' big dog
Retawdid', readin my aura,
I'm too intelligent that why you bothered
Know it's a name but don't know what to call it
My name is Kevin but she call me awesome
South by Southwest was performing in Austin
Ignored the BS and I ain't bout no talkin'
Can't see you niggas, my clip in the carbine
Don't make me spray this bitchlike
Madd Marvin (Bitch what you ain't hear me?)
Bitch don't make me spray this bitch like Mad Marvin
Hold up, I say I don't get tired!
Blessing in disguise
This for those no longer with us while we out here on the grind
May God be with your families while you rest up in the skies
Shout out Roy and Ryan nigga' dippin through that nine
I'm loving on Lil NaNa
I met her at a Second Line
Bread Winners Association, still I'm out my mind
Dreka booty bigger than a bitch I grip her from behind
And can we have a threesome, I know that she don't mind
Know it's warmer than a sauna, stroke her for a long time
Bae told the bitch to get here then she got off in the bitch ear
Got to feelin' on her, never been molested
Came out her clothes then we rip
We a power couple don't trip, we a power couple that trick
Bread Winner escort service we'll buy bitch a new whip
Broke hoes car break down can't afford to get the bitch fixed
Fake bags in a air mattress can't afford to get the shit fixed
Plug, I'm in the socket
Thought I was sleepbwhen you went in my pocket
Bitch I caught ya' (Oh my God!)
Don't make me spray this bitch like Madd Marvin
Shit, we ran't out of beat
I don't get tired
You know I'm all the way out there Nigga