Lyrical Breakdown of Trampoline (feat. Missy Elliott, Bia & Doechii) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Trampoline (feat. Missy Elliott, Bia & Doechii)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Missy Elliott weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Trampoline (feat. Missy Elliott, Bia & Doechii)" 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 Missy Elliott 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 Missy Elliott's narrative.
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Ooh
Turn up
We gon' rock this for the club, baby
Holla, let's go
Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing-oing, boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing, bounce that shit make it go, trampoline
Missy, you know I had to walk on this for you, right? (BIA, BIA)
Uh, bitches run-in with my style, they should thank me
Talking real wild to me and for your safety (cash)
Feeling real immortal, but aliens won't take me far
Hundreds got me turning to an avatar (cash)
Niggas that be shading wanna fuck me, isn't that bizarre? (Huh?)
High class bitch, feed me caviar (uh)
Yeah, I might be rich, but the hood in my repertoire (facts)
Bouncing like I need it back and then you catch it
Oh, you wanna be a dog, then who fetching?
Diamonds dance on me, baby, this here a new set
Did a lap on a bitch, and I'm up two exits
Missy met me, they're like, "Who sweating?" (huh?)
Said we heading to the bank and then let's do breakfast
Two chains, but my bitches call me two necklace
Had to pass that shit, 'cause I be too reckless, uh
Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing-oing, boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing, bounce that shit make it go, trampoline
If Guetta made it, then it's a hit
If Doechii wears it, then it's expensive
Tight-ass box so, in a way, I'm gifted
I need a pot the way I've been shitting
Hand me a rock for all the bitches I'm skipping
Hand me the chalk, the whole board fuck with me
You bitches ain't scoring, you bitches torn, straight limping
I'm busy touring with Lindsey Lauren and Solana
You bitches drama, I'm bouncing records in Bahamas
In Benihana, you need a hug, you need a father
You need some guala, the way I'm spinning it ain't proper
Might need a doctor for this debacle
Bounce that ass in tropical, is that ass a fraud or no?
I need me a president, can I swipe your card or no?
Rich-ass bitch, that's evident, so I need all my settlements
That's why I keep my hoes between my legs like they my residents
Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that shit to the floor, trampoline
Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing-oing, boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing-oing-oing-oing
Boing-oing, bounce that shit make it go, trampoline