Lyrical Breakdown of Workin 'Em - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Workin 'Em" 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 "Workin 'Em" 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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Gangsta Grillz, you bastards (Dedication 2) That's why your bitch want a real nigga like me That's why your bitch want a real nigga like me She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me I be pimping them hoes, I be pimping them hoes I be pimping them hoes, pimp-pimping them hoes I be working them bitches, I be working them bitches I be working them bitches work-working them bitches Weezy F. Baby, the motherfucking Carter Bitches on my stick but my name ain't Harry Potter In fact, I'm very hotter, your girl say the same And since we like to travel, she let us run a train And my defense put me in the Hall of Fame I make her turn over every time we play the game "My boy Wayne", ask them niggas how I came In a Ferrari, Jaguar switching both lanes Living room in the kitchen on a plane I get from A to B so comfortably, I Do my thing, y'all niggas so plain I'm so fly, call me Soul Plane That's why your bitch want a real nigga like me That's why your bitch want a real nigga like me She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me I be pimping them hoes, I be pimping them hoes I be pimping them hoes, pimp-pimping them hoes I be working them bitches, I be working them bitches I be working them bitches work-working them bitches To him, I'm a killer, to her, I'm a lover I always wear a mask, and I always wear a rubber Yeah, I'm from the hood, but my crib in the suburbs They love a nigga vibe, so that's why I got the cover My nigga Mack Maine is like a brother from another We from the same hood, we will kill a motherfucker We eat you niggas lunch, and to bitches I'm supper She ask me to go down, I'm like, as long as I fuck her I wear I lot of diamonds, see, baby I'm a stunner So ride a nigga dick, for a baby-bear Hummer And homie, you can have her, 'cause I don't really want her You put the dick in her, I put that dick on her That's why your bitch want a real nigga like me That's why your bitch want a real nigga like me She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me I be pimping them hoes, I be pimping them hoes I be pimping them hoes, pimp-pimping them hoes I be working them bitches, I be working them bitches I be working them bitches work-working them bitches I'm hotter than fire, she wetter than a bitch These niggas really pussy, and I'm harder than my dick I show too much love for you to be a hater I ain't home every day, but I'm getting my paper I know what's going on 'cause I'm the creator And since I'm so early, I holler at 'em later I sound like sex coming through the fader Bitch, I'm the president, not the mayor That's why your bitch want a real nigga like me That's why your bitch want a real nigga like me She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me She want to give that pussy to a nigga like me I be pimping them hoes, I be pimping them hoes I be pimping them hoes, pimp-pimping them hoes I be working them bitches, I be working them bitches I be working them bitches work-working them bitches, yeah That was a Fee and Weezy Baby collabo' What the fuck y'all gonna do? Nothin' D2, Drama, yeah A dedication Rest in Peace, my nigga Proof Rest in Peace, Big HAWK I'm on that Chris Rock Ninety-thousand on one hand