Lyrical Breakdown of Real Princess - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Real Princess" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Latto weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Real Princess" 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 Latto 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 Latto's narrative.
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Latto let em know!
South side yeah
Huh, Latto let 'em know, they sleeping on me
Coffee mug, I'ma wake 'em up, I keep 'em with me
Hittas, I'm never lonely
Something like a bad dream, I'm who they don't wanna see
Huh, Helen Keller to the competition
Get you out your seat, like an intermission
I'm what the rap game been missing
Lost dog, get you gone, that's a phone call
I don't play with kids, get a leap frog
Let me take it back, like a recall
Uh, huh
Momma said knock you out
Collect my bread, then I'm out
I'm from the dirty, dirty south
Filthy rich, my account
Huh, giving 'em problems
So far they sweating the kid like a sauna
Half of you rappers should pay me to be your writer, why?
I'll get you out of that Honda
Benihana, I came up from McDonald's
My head in the zeros like it was a comma
Competition go poof, like Cosmo and Wanda
Got it on they waist, I ain't talking prima donna
I'm protected
I ain't lucky, this a blessing
Driving em' crazy, they don't wanna test me
Get it?
I'm the gingerbread man, they can't catch me
Took off, moved on, pipe down
They don't even book y'all
Huh, don't nobody wanna see a loser (why?)
That is a rip off!
Hah, cocky I'm branded
Check out my pockets cause they got me sagging
Beating the odds and I'm making it happen
Ain't talking bout luggage when I say they packing
I am the bomb like Osama
I don't care bout you, no I ain't Obama
Surrounded by water like I'm the Bahamas
Huh, check out my pinky, I promise
Hah, and you know I'm with it
And I still don't tuck my chain when I'm in a different city
If you ever looking for me, it ain't hard to come and get me
All them diamonds that you rapping bout, I ain't seeing any
How you beefing with me and I still ain't been touched?
Ferragamo on my belt only time I'ma cuff
And I'm finna go up, ten bands ain't enough
Moving for the money like a flight on Delta
Uh, I'm feeling like Fabo I bet they can't do it like me
I'm feeling like I should be the queen ain't talking Lightning
I can't fall in love with them if that visa ain't swiping
Selling out shows in your city that's why she don't like me
Like, I can never go outside no
Is you big or little mad dog?
If you let me call myself the princess in your city then you really going out bad bro!
Folks ain't built like me, south side princess come and see about me
That little girl can't watch it, if it ain't PG
And I been had a chain, before I was on the TV
Handing out L's I should work out Louis Vuitton
They ain't doing nothing, Mulatto haven't done
Like the runner up, cause Mulatto ain't the one
Feeling like trump, they just mad that I won
Huh, but I'm with her
My flow so nasty like it's a pervert
I'm bout that action like I was a verb
I shoot videos with out calling herds
Nah fr, don't need a deal
Don't need no silicone I keep it real
Running em' out like I'm a fire drill
Giuseppe's stepping, I came dressed to kill
Give her the boot like that lil' girl from Nola
I'm at they neck like a choker
I got 'em shook like a soda
I told her to drop her dot like she poker