Lyrical Breakdown of Bitch - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bitch" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Moneybagg Yo weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bitch" 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 Moneybagg Yo 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 Moneybagg Yo's narrative.
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(DMac, pop your shit, DMac, pop your shit, yeah)
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy
You know me, I play it raw
Hold up, go
These bitches dramatic (How?), she got two niggas tatted
Her nigga and her side nigga cool, hoes be savage (Whoa)
First she want you, then she don't, you know these bitches bipolar
Probably had her after I did, so you got the leftovers (Been off it)
Laid up with her one night and she showed me dude's texts (Said what?)
Speakin' on my name and he slick be sendin' threats
Left his ass and upgraded with me, he fucked up about that (Hah)
Niggas rookies, I'm a vet, I ain't nothin' like the rest
Who I be? Big Bagg (Bagg), rippin' off Louis tags
Pull her hair when I smash (Ugh), smackin' her on her ass
They go trapper to trapper, rapper to rapper for the bag
Hoes ain't shit just like us niggas, so you can't really be mad
Talk of the town, they say I got community dick
But really I don't (Nope), they just wanna fuck and I won't, what?
Yeah, bitch, yeah, for sure
Hey, hey, whoa, whoa
Can't believe some of you niggas still ain't learned your lesson (No)
How you 'posed to be so gangster, but the ho got you stressin'? (Huh?)
She be showin' you who she is, you in denial, still guessin'
Look at who she be around, all them hoes real messy
Man, shit got ugly yesterday, I must let you know (Put shit down)
I had got up with this lil' bitch
I just met at the store (Freaky lil' ho)
Playin' lame, actin' like she never done this before (Think I'm slow)
It ain't even been ten minutes and my dick in her throat (Ugh)
Gettin' ready to go (On the way out)
Her nigga at the door (I'm lookin', I'm clutchin')
Don't wanna get shot (Your best bet)
Take it up with the ho (Get some control)
A bitch gon' do whatever a nigga allow her to do (Fact)
Club hop, pussy pop, then come lay up with you, what?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And that's really how it go, I'ma tell it how it is
You know me, I play it raw
I don't speak on nothin' I saw