Lyrical Breakdown of 1 AM - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "1 AM" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Meek Mill weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "1 AM" 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 Meek Mill 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 Meek Mill's narrative.
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Lil' fish
They call me lil' fish 'cause I be swimming in that pussy
Jahlil beats, holla at me!
Yeah
She gon' bust it down like the Patek, ah (the Patek, yeah)
All this water on me got you wet, huh (got you wet, huh)
Fuck her and her friend, that's a AND1, one (that's a AND1 one)
Dirty nigga, all these hundreds made me hit some, ah
Bunch of pretty bitches on the yacht (on the yacht)
Treat a supermodel like a thot (like a thotty)
Swerving down Collins in a drop (skrt skrt)
Thirty shots on me, that's a mob
Shawty, got a head on her, she a genius, ah
Swerve a black car up in Neiman's, ah
80 racks, could've bought a Demon, ah
Trap god living like a kingpin, ah
Got your baby daddy sick (that's bad)
On the 'gram, leaving comments on my pics (he mad)
Get your man, baby, before I get him hit (burr burr)
'Cause I ain't playing, girl, I'm really with the shits
1 am, we probably be at the club
2 am, we probably leaving the club
All the bad bitches, yeah, they leaving with us
Pull up, Lamborghini, got them eating the dust, oh lord
Ah, V.I.P. for all the P.Y.T.'s
Puffy up in the session, we doing B.I.G.s
I'm Notorious just for sporting these Givenchys
Said she wanted some Molly, need to see her I.D's's
Get her smoking on cookie, now looky, she Chinese
When I ask her if she going, that mean, that she gotta leave
Like we taking a picture, baby, we got cheese
Came first five minutes, damn, she not pleased
I'm like, 'Hold up'
Uber on the way right now, uh
With a rich nigga, pipe down, uh
Pussy so wet, I drowned, ujh
Go again? Baby, not now
12:45, I'm on my way to the club (we lit)
D'Usse and me, baby, I ain't talking no drugs (no drugs)
Once they in our DMs, I'm 'bout to take her to the ruggs
She don't want a good boy, she wanna stay with a thug, for real
1 am, we probably be at the club
2 am, we probably leaving the club
All the bad bitches, yeah, they leaving with us
Pull up, Lamborghini, got them eating the dust, oh lord
Bad bitch (hold up), that's a bad bitch (hold up)
Hermes' money, turn her into a savage (yeah)
Type of money turn a boujee bitch rachet (boujee, boujee)
Type of paper turn a boujee bitch rachet, oh(boujee bitch)
Bad bitch (hold up), that's a bad bitch (hold up)
Pretty gang in real life, she ain't a catfish (yikes)
Got her hair and nails done and her ass did (ass did)
Got her hair and nails done and her ass did, ah
Shittin' on 'em like like a port-a-potty (shit, yikes)
Slid up in her DM and I caught a body (nice)
I won't hit it raw, we ain't goin' to Maury (no way)
Like a waterfall, all this water on me
1 am, we probably be at the club
2 am, we probably leaving the club
All the bad bitches, yeah, they leaving with us
Pull up, Lamborghini, got them eating the dust, oh lord