Lyrical Breakdown of Running Up Freestyle - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Running Up Freestyle" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Megan Thee Stallion weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Running Up Freestyle" 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 Megan Thee Stallion 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 Megan Thee Stallion's narrative.
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He's on fire
Hot girl, hot girl, hot girl
If they say I ain't the baddest then the motherfuckers lied
How you riding on a nigga who be asking for a ride?
Okay, running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall
Running from his bitch, he gon' come when I call
If it ain't 'bout money, then you know I ain't involved
Worry 'bout these motherfucking haters, not at all
Nine times out of ten, I'm the realest bitch you know
If you ain't want a pimp, then what you fucking with me for?
If you balling and you know it, then let the money show
If he acting scared to spend it, I'ma show him to the door
Okay, now shake with it, shake-da-shake with it
And if the beat live, you know LilJu made it
And when I pop it, he get stiffer than some fake titties
And don't be worried 'bout who I'm fucking 'cause you can't hit it
Yeah, running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall
If I'm with your daddy, then you know we at the mall
If I'm with a nigga, then you know I'm in them jaws
You let a broke nigga talk you out the drawers
I don't even chase liquor, why would I chase a nigga?
He say I should be nicer, well your dick should be bigger
He said, "You better be good by the way that you bragging?"
I hit him back and told him, "Well, that just depend who you asking"
I got an ex that say he gon' leave his new bitch whenever I call him
Got an ex that say that every time he see me it's gon' be problems
Got an ex that's on his homeboy IG tryna stalk me out
Got an ex that miss it so bad, probably praying for me now, ayy
Running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall
In the Gucci store, finna tear that bitch down
Money on my phone, yeah, like collect calls (Hello?)
Pussy like a drug, and he having withdrawals
Ayy, money, money, I need more
Get it, get it, watch me go
I be outdoing these bitches, I'm like Michael, they Tito
Not the one to compete with
You don't want it with me, bitch
Göt2b Glued can't save you
When I come for your hairdo
Got the moves like I'm Ryu
Yellow diamonds, Pikachu
When I switch my hair to blonde
I'm finna turn up like Goku
I go crazy in this bitch
I go crazy in the booth
He go crazy when he see me
And his girl go crazy too
And this pussy so wet, might have to eat it with a spoon
Always in bikini bottoms 'cause I got that goo lagoon
I don't wanna fuck him if he telling me what he do not
I will come over and spin it on your head like bantu knots, ah
Running up them bands, tryna ball 'til I fall
I be off that Henn', so you know I'm off the wall
Bitch, I ain't the one so watch your motherfucking mouth
Hot Girl Meg from the motherfucking South, ah