Lyrical Breakdown of Coolin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Migos weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Coolin" 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 Migos 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 Migos's narrative.

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Cut the top of the Lamborghini, coolin' Got to juug overseas I'm bout to pursue it Got your bitch and her friend makin' movies Keep the money in the wall, can't find the toolie (Hold on mhen) (Hold on mhen) (Hold on mhen) (Turn my temperature down nigga) (Put me about 71 degree fahrenheit, nigga) (Coolin' over here, nigga) (Don't worry 'bout where I be at, nigga) (Know one thing nigga, I'm gettin' money) (Y'all niggas should try this shit) (Migo gang) Cut the top of the Lamborghini, coolin' Got to juug overseas I'm bout to pursue it Got your bitch and her friend makin' movies Keep the money in the wall, can't find the toolie Cop the money everyday, wake up Whip, whip, whip, whip, time to shake it up Microwave it, watch it cool, bake it up Me and BMG we always flexed up When it comes to them bands I need mine off top Then I go to the dealer then I cop a new drop Nigga the watch you can't see the time because of big rocks Get the money make it flip and stretch it out like botox Now my pockets lookin' fat like Norbit Bitch watchin' me you need a camera to record me Too much money on me they just put me on the fortune list Your bitch choosin' me now she cumming that's unfortunate I do the shit Cut the top of the Lamborghini, coolin' Got to juug overseas I'm bout to pursue it Got your bitch and her friend makin' movies Keep the money in the wall, can't find the toolie Cop the money everyday, wake up Whip, whip, whip, whip, time to shake it up Microwave it, watch it cool, bake it up Me and BMG we always flexed up Put the money in the machine and watch it do the numbers Catch you sleepin' with that money like it was a slumber No party, two foreign hoes in my Maserati Black belts wrapped around my money like I know karate Look-looking at money everyday like I can't see nobody And I'm cuttin' that dip with white like my name was Rowdy You can come and get the chickens if you want to Cause you know we got them birds flyin' on the roof Cut the top of the Lamborghini, coolin' Got to juug overseas I'm bout to pursue it Got your bitch and her friend makin' movies Keep the money in the wall, can't find the toolie Cop the money everyday, wake up Whip, whip, whip, whip, time to shake it up Microwave it, watch it cool, bake it up Me and BMG we always flexed up Cut the top of the Lamborghini, coolin' I be juugin' finessin' and cooling' Two foreign bitches and they down to make a movie Call me Bob the builder, yeah I keep the toolie Bad bitches in the kitchen with them pots and pans Me and scale in the living room weighin' grams Whole gang 950, and if them folks come up to my trap Them packs I'm finna wrap up so they ain't gonna smell it Cut the top of the Lamborghini, coolin' Got to juug overseas I'm bout to pursue it Got your bitch and her friend makin' movies Keep the money in the wall, can't find the toolie Cop the money everyday, wake up Whip, whip, whip, whip, time to shake it up Microwave it, watch it cool, bake it up Me and BMG we always flexed up I told you on juug season that I'm juugin' for no reason Got to watch out for your partner cause your partner be police Cash out four cars with no leases I keep cash fuck a visa, I got swag, I rock teaser Two foreign bitches speak no English I keep missing keep them kilos move them packs to Puerto Rico Get them C note, black, everything we do illegal Ride in foreign fuck a rego, I be doin' it for my people And my people is a migo so I'm juugin' just to feed them Cut the top of the Lamborghini, coolin' Got to juug overseas I'm bout to pursue it Got your bitch and her friend makin' movies Keep the money in the wall, can't find the toolie Cop the money everyday, wake up Whip, whip, whip, whip, time to shake it up Microwave it, watch it cool, bake it up Me and BMG we always flexed up