Lyrical Breakdown of White Toes - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "White Toes" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Kodak Black weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "White Toes" 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 Kodak Black 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 Kodak Black's narrative.
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Oh (Dzy on the beat)
Yeah (Shout-out Kodak)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What up, Kodak? (I ain't gonna lie, bae)
I love them all white toes, and all white nails, and shit (yeah)
All white toes, look at my hoe, look at my wife
Everybody knows, everybody knows, baby, you mine
All white goals, blow out the brain, I lost my mind
Look at me, mama, look at your son, yeah
All white toes, look at my hoe, look at my wife
Everybody knows, everybody knows, baby, you mine
All white goals, blow out the brain, I lost my mind
Look at me, mama, look at your son, look at me shine
Everybody knows I'm kicking them doors, slanging that iron
But not no more, gеt 300 a show, I'm on my grind
I'm shitting on demons, know the VVS gleaming, look at my lifе
I put it on Jesus, I ain't holding no secrets, bae, I won't lie
Yeah, I got a bad bitch addiction (addiction)
Pretty toes, pretty nails, and her hair done (oh, oh)
She need a nigga that is young, wealthy, and handsome (yeah)
Rich nigga in a mansion with a handgun (ooh, ooh)
East Side nigga, yeah, I'm too savage
Did payrolls, bitch, I'm too savage (ooh, ooh)
Had to let go of my ex, that bitch was too average (fasho)
Once I pull out these whips, I'm 'bout to do damage (skrrt, ooh)
I'm on some other shit, where yo hoe at? (At)
True player, but you already know that (know that)
Project baby, I ain't going back (oh)
Going hard 'til the day they free Kodak (free Kodak)
All white toes, look at my hoe, look at my wife (look at my wife)
Everybody knows, everybody knows, baby, you mine (oh, yeah, yeah)
All white goals, blow out the brain, I lost my mind (I lost my mind)
Look at me, mama, look at your son, yeah (son)
All white toes, look at my hoe, look at my wife (my wife)
Everybody knows, everybody knows, baby, you mine (you mine)
All white goals, blow out the brain, I lost my mind (oh, oh)
Look at me, mama, look at your son, look at me shine