Lyrical Breakdown of Birds - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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(M-M-M-Murda) I got them birds, sell me them birds This is absurd, I got the purse Sell me the purse, sell me the Cutlass They look like nerds when it come to numbers Bitch, I'm a nerd, I'm doin' numbers Bitch, I got birds, I got 'em hummin' I got 'em twerkin', I got 'em jumpin' I got a seven, I got a bundle I got a worker, I got a runner She got a Birkin, I got my gun in it in case you lurkin' First, she didn't fuck with Cocaine, she converted I gave her too much of the Yay, she got nervous I put my thumb in lil' bitch and she squirted I put some beads on her waist and her girdle I put that ho in the air on commercial I sent her all the way down to the Turks Tiger Woods in the Sunday clothes I said, "Whole birds, I don't do wings, this ain't Buffalo, bitch" Whole bunch of vultures, whole bunch of crows, bitch I'm the Eagle Street, Russell Crowe and I'm too cold to be a Hot Boy And I got birds flyin' south, boy Yeah, I'm too "Brrr" to be a Hot Boy I got them birds by the flock, boy Yeah, I'm too cold to be a Hot Boy I'm too "Brrr" to be a Hot Boy I make them birds sing like "Quack," boy Free as a bird in the clouds, boy, yeah I got them birds, birds I got them birds, birds I got them birds I got them birds, furs Get in my "Brrr," I made 'em, "Brrr, brrr" All these girls, damn, I'm 'bout to serve Yeah, I'm servin' them birds, ahead of the curve Yeah, I'm 'bout to swerve, flag as red as a bird All of these feathers, damn All these treasures, remember to always measure Always business, yeah, never pleasure Remember, always, never Wings stretchin', yeah Both directions, yeah Always flexin', charge him extra I got Big Birds, you need Tweety, call Sylvester Tiger Woods, I got birdies, dawg If it's a drought, it snap my finger, all the birds gone fall No discounts, fuck you mean? You talkin' bird shit, dawg Number thirty-three Celtics jersey on, bitch I'm too cold to be a Hot Boy Got them birds flyin' south, boy Yeah, I'm too "Brrr" to be a Hot Boy I got them birds by the flock, boy Yeah, I'm too cold to be a Hot Boy I'm too "Brrr" to be a Hot Boy I got more birds than you got clout, boy Free as a bird in the clouds, boy I got them birds, sell me them birds This is absurd, I got them purse So many purse, so many colors They look like nerds when it come to numbers Bitch, I'm a nerd, I'm doin' numbers Bitch, I got birds, I got 'em hummin' I got 'em twerkin', I got 'em jumpin' I got a servant, I got a butler I got a worker, I got a runner She got a Birkin, I got my gun in it in case you lurkin' First, she didn't fuck with Cocaine, she converted I gave her too much of the yay, she got nervous I put my thumb in lil' bitch and she squirted I put some birds on her waist and her girdle I put that ho in the air on commercial I sent her all the way down with them turkeys Tiger Woods