Lyrical Breakdown of Hollyweezy - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hollyweezy" 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 "Hollyweezy" 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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Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood Uh Hollygrove, Hollywoood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood Find out where your parents stay tell my goons to go straight to your momma room What's in your pockets? What's in your pocketbook? We think the bible's a comic book Bitch this is Hollygrove, too far from Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood I got cocaine that's so good, need a name Call it milk, because milk does the body good I got this heat on my waist, so somebody better monitor the thermometer I just eat pussy and pussy ass nigga's all day and I ain't even kinda full Hollygrove, Hollywoood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood I went from Bourbon to Beverly Hills Show me your tits, I'll show you my weapon and grill, and heaven is real I get an actress into my bedroom, she lay down and say "let's make a film" I be like action, I hold her head down by her neck this breath-taking film Family first, you'll get your family killed, that's if you squeal Pop-pop close range hold that gun like the photographer hold the camera still Bad bitch ridin' my dick, she swerve cuz another bitch grabbin' the wheel I ask 'em to chill, they both look at me say shut up, I say my lips are sealed I come from Hollygrove, I done went Hollywood I was a match made in heaven when hell was a pile of wood I run through hell, with gasoline drawers won't stop tell the devil that God is good Entrepreneur in a Bentley droptop is off, vagina connoisseur out the hood I come from Hollygrove, everyday Halloween We shoot your block up and just say we shot a scene This is a robbery, I let the chopper squeeze Turn you to cottage cheese Been on my beast since I was wearing wallabees Well paparazzi, I need my privacy, fuck yo photography, I react violently Make sure your camera get the good side of me, Lawwwd I come from Hollygrove, Hollywood should make a movie about Hollygrove Whoo, whoever play me should get a Oscar and a golden globe This ain't no movie, this is real shit, I don't need a script cause I know my role My Hollywood bitch just overdosed, thought she could snort more coke than Pinocchio I come from the streets but got superstar written all over my face That's why these hoes in my face I come from Hollygrove, I moved to Hollywood just to Californicate Bapapapaapapappa I ain't finna shoot and tell them don't check the gate Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood Fall asleep to the gunshots, wake up and smell the emabalmic fluid I come from Hollygrove, my bitch from Hollywood When I fuck her, she say "Hallelujah" Hollygrove to far from Hollywood Ohh, but I done went Hollywood Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood I done went way far from H-Town We used to drive back and forth with the work praying Lord please don't let this car break down H-Town! Lord, Ive done went from Hollygrove to H-town Hollygrove to Houston Got a bad 5th ward bitch that be boostin Sometimes she doze off, that's the lean I excuse it She said "If it ain't chopped and screwed, It ain't music" She say I never take her out, We went to eat at Houstons Sometimes I doze off, that's the lean, I'm just snoozin I still got actavist, nigga thats exclusive Kill you for a pint, that's a PT Cruiser I see way too many hoes in my future I'm gon nail all them hoes, I'm Freddy Krueger Grew up on Bun B, Pimp C was my tutor Pimp Squad for life had to do this for Houston Hollygrove ain't far from H-town We used to drive back and forth with the work praying the car don't break down Oh, Hollygrove ain't far from H-town We used to drive back and forth with codeine, cocaine, the pills, and pounds Yeah, and we got back home safe and sound If you got pulled over you don't give police no names or get killed and never found Word, but I kept some money to bail out Momma used to say if I ever get caught, they gon put me under the jailhouse Damn, I'm too Hollygrove to go Hollywood One to the chest with the chopper leave you with just arms and a head like a octopus I got this chopper, protecting my livelihood, I'm so good, I'm so straight, I'm secure Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood Cut