Lyrical Breakdown of Dirty Mouth - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Dirty Mouth" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Yachty weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Dirty Mouth" 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 Yachty 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 Yachty's narrative.
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Man, I'm on some shit right now
I'm on some, some, some rich nigga shit
Some millionaire shit
'Cause lot you niggas is pussy
All you niggas is broke
I know these niggas is not really doin' what they pretendin' be
Suck my dick, bitch
I don't really care 'bout my enemies (uh)
My new crib came with amenities (uh)
You gotta pay for my energy
You gotta pay for my ooh
Hey, don't make me pop up the truck
Ooh, don't make me two hand the pump
Ooh, don't make me call up my bros
Pull up and he'll jump you, go dunk, dunk, dunk
Yeah, I dress so these niggas could see me
Uh, I know your lil' bro wanna be me
Uh, I know your lil' sis wanna freak me
That's prolly why you wanna shoot me
That's why your auntie is a groupie
Huh, send me pictures of her coochie
She said they nicknamed her Juicy
'Cause she keep a wet pussy, yeah
Pussy nigga, don't push me, what
Pull up deep, not just me
Uh, bought a brand new chain
That shit dance like N-Sync Justin
I saw your Rolex, brother
That bullshit started rustin'
None of you niggas impress me
None of you niggas will press me
Uh, I get more pussy than Preston
My niggas bang red paisley that's for real
I made a full million off my deal
I made a full 5 off the next
Stupid bitch tried find out my name
I screamed, "Shawty, every single text"
Uh, bitch I bite like a T-Rex
My future bitch look better than my next
My next bitch look like a Top Model
She suck dick like a baby bottle, grr
I'ma tell you like this, man
Youngest nigga in this motherfucker, man
I'm not askin' for your respect
I give a fuck if you fuck with me, nigga
I got M's, nigga
I'm talkin' 'bout the letter before N, nigga
M's, bitch boy
I didn't ask for respect (uh)
All I care 'bout is my check (who)
Louis Vuitton on my sneakers
My main bitch a diva, she is a dick pleaser
Uh, I never miss like I'm Curry
Yeah, ain't eat that pussy if it's furry
Uh, my pussy pink just like Kirby
My bitch sucked it up like Kirby
She drive whips like it's Kentucky Derby
She tote pistols so no one can hurt me
Don't even try though
I hit your mom at the high house
Then I hit off of her Waffle House
That bitch can never see my penthouse
Shit, that's just a fact
Uh, I nutted all on her back
Uh, I nutted all in her tracks
Uh, slid my Black Card through her cracks
Huh, nasty young nigga, I'm all with it
Post on the block in a ball fitted
Post on the block with the same niggas
I got that guap and it changed niggas
Rappin' ass niggas love Dracos
I love the AR 'cause it range niggas
Ain't s'posed to talk about guns
'Cause I got a lot of shit goin'
I was tryna be the nice guy
'Til these niggas thought I was hoein'
These niggas thought I was pussy
I had to show 'em I'm 'bout it
I put that bitch in my Snapchat
Watch how she start feelin' cotted
She gon' suck everyone 'round me
Fresh as hell like I wash laundry with money
I can't front like I didn't come from my county
Y'all know where I'm from, I'm my daddy's son
Bitch, I never switched up one time
Pick up the back-end, now it's ice time
This bougie bitch say that she hungry
Well stupid lil' bitch, it is rice time
Lil' Boat