Lyrical Breakdown of HollyWood N*gga - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "HollyWood N*gga" 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 "HollyWood N*gga" 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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I am a Genius
DJ KNIGHT
Hollywood (Hollywood)
Hollywood (Hollywood)
Serving these streets
Street execs my G
These bitches blowing me kisses and they wanna take pictures
I'm a Hollywood nigga, ooh I'm a Hollywood nigga
Hollywood (Hollywood)
Hollywood nigga
Hollywood
I'm a Hollywood nigga
These bitches blowing me kisses and they wanna take pictures
I'm a Hollywood nigga, ooh I'm a Hollywood nigga
Hollywood (Hollywood)
I'm a Hollywood nigga
Hollywood
I'm a Hollywood nigga
Got bitches taking my picture, got bitches calling my phone
Got bitches asking for my autograph at my shows
Got bitches giving me hugs, got niggas showing me love
Fifty racks off in my pockets just to throw at the club
I got these Ray-Bans on, so I'm not seeing you hater
We at the top, we at the top look like a elevator
I'm not a foreign nigga but I need a foreign bitch
I love it when she call me dirty cause I'm filthy rich
We in a white foreign Lamb, call it Old Saint Nick
I spent 200 on a month, pour diamonds in my wrist
Toiletry Quavo, cause they know that I'm the shit
Toiletry Quavo, cause they know that I'm the shit
These bitches blowing me kisses and they wanna take pictures
I'm a Hollywood nigga, ooh I'm a Hollywood nigga
Hollywood (Hollywood)
Hollywood nigga
Hollywood
I'm a Hollywood nigga
These bitches blowing me kisses and they wanna take pictures
I'm a Hollywood nigga, ooh I'm a Hollywood nigga
Hollywood (Hollywood)
I'm Hollywood nigga
Hollywood
I'm a Hollywood nigga
I'm a Hollywood nigga but I don't act in the movie
Them foreign cars I pull up in, bitches be choosing
Them?
And the ice on my wrist, it got a nigga so coolin'
I'm a Hollywood nigga, you can catch me on TV
When I'm shining, catch me on BET
Award show, you can catch me on MTV
I got a lot of bitches so might see me on TMZ
Red carpet scene, yes I'm the freshest
Inside the styrofoam purple, but I'm not drinking Welch's
Cartier's on my face so I can't see you hater
I'm on Hollywood fresher than the nigga Arnold Schwarzenegger
These bitches blowing me kisses and they wanna take pictures
I'm a Hollywood nigga, ooh I'm a Hollywood nigga
Hollywood (Hollywood)
Hollywood nigga
Hollywood
I'm a Hollywood nigga
These bitches blowing me kisses and they wanna take pictures
I'm a Hollywood nigga, ooh I'm a Hollywood nigga
Hollywood (Hollywood)
I'm a Hollywood nigga
Hollywood
I'm a Hollywood nigga