Lyrical Breakdown of Rollout (My Business) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rollout (My Business)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Ludacris weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Rollout (My Business)" 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 Ludacris 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 Ludacris's narrative.

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Roll out! I got my twin glock .40's, cocked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rollin on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Twin glock .40's, cocked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rollin on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Now where'd you get that platinum chain with them diamonds in it? Where'd you get that matchin Benz with them windows tinted? Who dem girls you be with when you be ridin through? Man I ain't got nothin to prove, I paid my dues Breakin the rules, I shake fools while I'm takin a CRUISE! Tell me who's your weed man, and how do you smoke so good? You'se a superstar boy, why you still up in the hood? What in the world is in that BAG, what you got in that BAG? A couple a cans of whoop ass, you did a good-ass job Of just eyein me, spyin me I got my twin glock .40's, cocked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rollin on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Twin glock .40's, cocked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rollin on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Man, that car don't come out until next year Where in the fuck did you get it? That's eighty-thousand bucks GONE! Where in the fuck did you spend it? You must have eyes on your back, cause you got money to the ceiling And the bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin The better I'm feelin, the more that I'm chillin Willin, drillin and killin the feelin Now who's that bucked-naked cook fixin three-course meals? Gettin goosebumps when her body tap the six inch heels What in the world is in that ROOM, what you got in that ROOM? A couple a gats, a couple of knives A couple of rats, a couple of wives, now it's time to choose I got my twin glock .40's, cocked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rollin on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Twin glock .40's, cocked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rollin on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Are you custom-made, custom-paid, or you just custom-fitted? Playstation 2 up in the ride and is that Lorenzo-kitted? Is that your wife, your girlfriend or just yo' main bitch? You take a pick, while I'm rubbin the hips Touchin lips to the top of the dick and then WHOOO! Now tell me who's your housekeeper and what you keep in yo' house? What about diamonds and gold, is that what you keep in yo' mouth? What in the world is in that CASE, what you got in that CASE? Get up out my face, you couldn't relate, wait to take place At a similar pace so shake, shake it I got my twin glock .40's, cocked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rollin on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Twin glock .40's, cocked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rollin on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Get out my business, my biznass Stay the fuck up out my biznass, ah Cause these niggaz all up in my shit And it's my business, my biznass Stay the fuck up out my biznass Cause it's mine, all mine My business, my biznass Stay the fuck up out my biznass Cause these niggaz all up in my shit And it's my business, my biznass Stay the fuck up out my biznass Cause it's mine, all mine Ahh ahh, Timbaland, Ludacris Disturbin' Tha Peace, whoo!.