Lyrical Breakdown of Shoot My Shot - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Shoot My Shot" 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 "Shoot My Shot" 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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What up, love? (What up, love?)
How you doin'? I'm Kevin
Be careful
You go hard (and I'm ready)
I don't want anything, I was just comin' to say hello (all this time)
(Dzo Beatz Production)
Never entertainin' the possibility of us ever bein' anything
Had it preconceived, you will never fuck with somebody like me
Whoa, oh-oh, oh-oh
My bad, babe, I had got excited
Shit, I'ma-I'ma a street nigga, you heard me?
(Bring that ass or move back, lil' ho)
I ain't never think I would fuck with no one like you
You know you up in rank with it (or move back lil' ho)
You lyin' if you say you ain't lovin' on Brasi
You judgin' a book by the cover, be honest
Condemn it 'cause you see yourself up inside it
Secretively, wanna try it in private
Secretively, wanna try it in private
Fantasizin' 'bout two dicks inside of your body
She like how we supply it
Can't help but gettin' excited (oh)
Would I be wrong, I wanna fuck you with one of my niggas
If afterwards, I promise that I won't look at you different?
Hit from the back, strokin' you slow
While he stickin' his thumb in your ass, yeah
Your mouth, I tongue kiss you
That dick in your throat while I'm pullin' your hair, yeah
Switchin' positions, you suckin' his dick while I'm rubbin' your clitoris
I put the head in and go slow
I ain't had a real slut in so long
Like a cowgirl, she rode
In a rodeo, slow motion
Titties jigglin', dick soakin'
Lil' pussy got grip on it
She come and let it drip on me
Water faucet, she done pissed on it
I'm strokin', slow motion
Strokin', slow motion
Hol' on
If all I really had
Baby, was this time
Would it really be that bad, if I was to shoot my shot?
(Cartel boat)
I put the dick on her like raw pipe
And I knew I had to pipe down
Feet hit the ceiling fans, 69 standin' up, I got her upside down
This my second attempt, the first time I went limp
I had nutted real quick, embarrassin'
I want some revenge, run it back one more 'gain
Workin' out in the gym, I got stamina
Sexin' in public, in the fittin' room
Not to move fifty, you fuckin' a gangsta
We took a hike to the top of the mountain
Ride off of the trail, makin' love on a blanket
I had to show out of town, out in Arkansas
Hit you right back when I exit the stadium
You tell me you love me 'cause I'm your lil' baby
Prayin' that I make it back to you safely
Tellin' me that you impatiently waitin'
FaceTime on the plane, flight attendant complainin'
Standin' right here, lookin' all in my face
Give me kiss through the phone, I'ma talk to you later
Yellow titties, you got beige nipples, I like it
Gold peach fuzz on your pussy, from Ohio, you excited
Whoa, oh-oh, ooh
Whoa, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Hittin' that ass from the back, lil' babe
Whoa, oh-oh, ooh
Whoa, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Hittin' that ass from the back, lil' babe