Lyrical Breakdown of She Don't Know - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "She Don't Know" 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 "She Don't Know" 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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She my fasho chick
Still trying to get some more chicks
Might end up with no chick
If my bitch find out but
What she don't know won't hurt her
What she don't know won't hurt her
What she don't know won't hurt her
What she don't know won't hurt her ya, ya
I fell in love with my side bitch
And it's funny cause she
Wasn't even my bitch
Fly shit had her open like a locksmith
She was nominated for the best
To ever ride dick she like girl a side bitch
And you won't ever catch me
With a thot bitch
Cali-forn-i-a I'm up at Toxic
Smoking on bomb shit
Looking for a dime bitch
Cause I ain't with the nonsense
I don't spend no money
Ain't got no time spent
On these ho ass bitches that ain't got shit
Cause that'll be the same ho
To run their mouth quick
And if my girl find out she might hurt us
That pussy ain't worth getting murdered
I hope you keep it on the low
I might just give you dick and dough
I hope that she don't ever know
She my fasho chick
Still trying to get some more chicks
Might end up with no chick
If my bitch find out but
What she don't know won't hurt her
What she don't know won't hurt her
What she don't know won't hurt her
What she don't know won't hurt her ya, ya
Just had sex with a blasian
She ain't my bitch but she think it
She be cooking and cleaning
She got her nails done and her feet did
She think I don't know nothing
Her ex figure got a new phone number
Put her up in some new shit
With her best friend
Then I burn rubber on a bitch like Joe
Why a bitch gon' tell me no
She ain't got no panties on
She came ready to go
She my fasho chick
Still trying to get some more chicks
Might end up with no chick
If my bitch find out but
What she don't know won't hurt her
What she don't know won't hurt her
What she don't know won't hurt her
What she don't know won't hurt her ya, ya
I'm grinding on you
You grinding on me I'm all in your shit
I'm feeling like money, you
Feeling that drank, you feeling this dick