Lyrical Breakdown of No New Bitches - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "No New Bitches" 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 "No New Bitches" 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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(Wheezy outta here)
I can't believe you just swallowed a family
You tell me that pussy is not property
But I'm 'bout to leave it with property damage
And please do not go fuck the opp if I vanish
She sleep in my robe, that Versace, that's fancy
I'm sweet in her throat, her esophagus candy
Treat me like Mentos, got me jolly as ranchers
Girl, I got news for you
That man can't do what I do for you
I keep control on cruise, so cool for you
Keep these hoes on snooze, no snooze button
I keep my focus on you, do the moves for me, move with it
I get lost in it like a new city
Leave your drawers with me like a souvenir
I went long in it, ain't no two minutes
I'ma ball in it, I'ma hoop in it
I don't talk shit, I keep it two pennies
I don't want shit unless you give it
No new bitches unless you kiss 'em
No, no new bitches unless you kiss 'em
No new bitches unless you kiss 'em
If I don't know shit, I know what to do with it
Lil' mama you the shit, number two with it
I can't believe you just swallowed a family
You tell me that pussy is my property
But I'm 'bout to leave it with property damage
And please do not go fuck the opp if I vanish
She sleep in my robe, that Versace, that's fancy
I'm sweet in her throat, her esophagus candy
Treat me like Mentos, got me jolly as ranchers
Pop that pussy for a real nigga
I'ma pop that pussy like a pill, nigga
Tylenol P.M., Advil, nigga
Make her drop that pussy like it spilled, nigga
And I'ma mop that pussy like it spilled, nigga
And I'ma cop that pussy like it steal, nigga
And I'ma rock that pussy like the lil' nigga
And I'ma shock that pussy 'cause I'm ill, nigga (Wheezy outta here)
Make the pussy lips whisper in my ear, nigga
Making fuck faces ugly like Seal, nigga
Got a rubber on like a Richard Mille, nigga
Make her pop that pussy like a hair trigger
Bop-bop-bop that pussy like a snare, nigga
Got her legs bust open in the chair, nigga
Pussy so pink it look medium rare, nigga
I don't talk shit, I keep it two pennies
I don't want shit unless you give it
No new bitches unless you kiss 'em
No, no new bitches unless you kiss 'em
No new bitches unless you kiss 'em
If I don't know shit, I know what to do with it
Lil' mama you the shit, number two with it
I can't believe you just swallowed a family
You tell me that pussy is my property
But I'm 'bout to leave it with property damage
And please do not go fuck the opp if I vanish
She sleep in my robe, that Versace, that's fancy
I'm sweet in her throat, her esophagus candy
Treat me like Mentos, got me jolly as ranchers