Lyrical Breakdown of Sorry Lil' Mama - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Sorry Lil' Mama" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil' Flip weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Sorry Lil' Mama" 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 Lil' Flip 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 Lil' Flip's narrative.

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Sorry lil mama I gotta go Not tryna hit and run ya but I got another show It's already check out time plus my plane leaves at four Give me them digits At a later date I'll f**k withchu some more Meanwhile rollin on chrome Every lil mama I run into wanna take me home Tryna give em my lil fair share Because they all want this bone So don't get mad at me if my cell phone is on roam I'm just tryna get some dome (Lil Flip) Now if you rollin wit me come now I'm a gangster I never put my gun down I can't drive girl cuz I'm high I see yo belly ring Plus you got a butterfly 28's when I roll out 10 clear coats on my coach ride What's your name Where you from girl I got a presidential suite you can come girl I got cris by the case load What the hell yo baby daddy in my face fo' Now I'm reachin for my waist hoe We got chicks in every state bro () Sorry lil mama I gotta go Not tryna hit and run ya but I got another show It's already check out time plus my plane leaves at four Give me them digits At a later date I'll f**k withchu some more Meanwhile rollin on chrome Every lil mama I run into wanna take me home Tryna give em my lil fair share Because they all want this bone So don't get mad at me if my cell phone is on roam I'm just tryna get some dome (2) The whip paid fo' She starin at my watch I'm like what you in my face fo' Ha She heard alot of gank She want alot of gangster Ride wit a gangster I'ma type of gangster It aint bout the fame She just diggin my nature It aint bout the change She still wantin the paper I'm feelin ya style And ya classy ways I want my child in ya stomache But not havin my baby Anyway I'm a one night stand man After this night I'ma dump you like a trash can Like I set you on fire I can put you out I want ya gas can and I can be ya water spout () Sorry lil mama I gotta go Not tryna hit and run ya but I got another show It's already check out time plus my plane leaves at four Give me them digits At a later date I'll f**k withchu some more Meanwhile rollin on chrome Every lil mama I run into wanna take me home Tryna give em my lil fair share Because they all want this bone So don't get mad at me if my cell phone is on roam I'm just tryna get some dome (Z-Ro) I gotta Sprint And a T-Mobile And a Nextel phone And all three of em ringin from bad ass bitches that wanna bone Take one of two calls Take on to the telly And take one home Cuttin corners barely missin the crib Try not to break her bone WHY! I'm sittin on top of 83's and fresh ass meat A nigga tried to jack me for em so I left his chest open last week I'm rude as a mothaf**ker But I get nice when I recieve head Might fall off for a minute But I get back right when I recieve bread Chop em up wit something Shorty thick Go straight to the bed wit it Run her on the low low cuz someone's always watchin like a fed visit Crucify the coochie then cut a couple of corners Crusin quick to end and quit this Before I fall in love () Sorry lil mama I gotta go Not tryna hit and run ya but I got another show It's already check out time plus my plane leaves at four Give me them digits At a later date I'll f**k withchu some more Meanwhile rollin on chrome Every lil mama I run into wanna take me home Tryna give em my lil fair share Because they all want this bone So don't get mad at me if my cell phone is on roam I'm just tryna get some dome (Lil Flip) Now if you rollin wit me come now Now if you rollin wit me come now