Lyrical Breakdown of Chico (feat. Lil Wayne) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Chico (feat. Lil Wayne)" 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 "Chico (feat. Lil Wayne)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Hook] I'm whipping that tan that Chico DeBarge I'm wheeling and dealing that Chico DeBarge Stay with that water water, stacking up dough For my daughter, daughter, See 88 the new world order I got yo bitch and she takin' orders Just took a L for a 50 pack, give me some time I'ma get it back, she gon hold up the tires like running flat These niggas be wired can't fuck with that Trunk in the front with a duffel bag (duffel bag) I been had the hoes, you still cuffin' that? Keep a young bull to go get the sack Stay with two 9s like you Warren Sapp Came out the section where niggas had nothing I hustle right where the vultures at I'm never gon' put my trust in no woman That's just the line where I cross it at We washing that money like laundromats We washing that money like laundromats They done fucked around and freed up El Chapo I call up Zay tell'em gas up the Tahoe We gon' get the Guapo I got some pushers, run through New Orleans I got a play to make in the morning I got some niggas that be bout' the business Make a phone call and they pull up on ya I hit the road in a new Honda Civic Flew back straight from California DeMeo the kingpin and I told you I live this shit Have the judge drop the Mallet on you (yeah) Whipping that Chico, yelling free Chico Got my lil nigga he straight from the bottom The bottom, got hit with the R.i.c.o I keep a tool when I ride through the bottom And I dont know none of these people Work came in lightskin like a chica Hot Boy and im hot while you regular I just got bitches on top of bitches I just got chickens on top of chickens Everyone know that my Papa chicken Them niggas tried to 2pac a nigga But fuck it, bomb on my enemies on my enemies Fuck it bomb on my enemies on my enemies, fuck it Chico De Fuck it bomb on my enemies on my enemies, bomb on my enemies on my enemies Was that buzzing? A swarm of them killer B's I am the fatherless son of Mrs. Billy Jean And got a killer team, got a guillotine And we 17, all seven days, with the sand-sand With the water-water, and like a beach babe the coke catching waves That's white girl with a tan, I'm the lifeguard of the trap I've done seen so many shark attacks Life is Too Short: Born to Mack Nigga tried to sell me water whip I ain't call em' back, I bought it back That's why I rather buy it soft And cook it up myself now how hard was that? (Damn) I'm whipping that Chico Debarge! I got a 3 car garage, and still got shit all in the driveway Moving the snow like a bobsleigh Whip it with water it hydrate, these niggas is salty as phosphate My pupils is starting to dilate, we go MMA on MDMA Kidnap the D.A. then the DOA We don't give a fuck bout what P.O. say Chico get the Yae and we A-okay I make sure Nae Nae and Miss Cita straight DeMeo he did the Gambino way Lil Tunechi I live the Carlito way Free Tha Carter 5, free the base! I'ma see a way, either way keep the faith Chico De' Ain't tryna get hit with that Rico play That's why we out here playing Keep away That AK so long we abbreviate, I mix it up quick like a PB J I'm over the stove in my Pj's, I got that smoke and that DeRay I whip that D. Bo, I don't need Craig I'm on a roll I don't need legs No such thing as "I don't need meds" Extra Xan bars for the sleep heads Sell Adderall to the Pre-Meds Molly active on the College campus The dog food got the Chihuahua's braggin' You lolly gaggin', I'm powder baggin' Styrofoam full of Cotton candy Now I'm gone cause I'm tired of rappin Really