Lyrical Breakdown of Super Hot - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Super Hot" 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 "Super Hot" 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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(Tahj Money)
(Dmac on the fuckin' track)
Hrr-hrr, fuckin' with my gang, you get your shooters shot
Commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
Pussy nigga, you might tie your shoes but you don't shoot your Glock
Real nigga, I might fuck your bitch and make you super hot
Hrr-hrr, fuckin' with my gang, you get your shooters shot
Commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
Pussy nigga, you might tie your shoes but you don't shoot your Glock
Real nigga, I might fuck your bitch and make you super hot (yeah, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
Fuck nigga, I don't tussle, shoot you 'cause I'm impulsive (bop)
Ridin' with a controlled substance that can get me in trouble (locked)
Made a play for fifty in the Bentley with a head hunter (thot)
You press charges, I press buttons, steroids, real muscle
Ugh, ugh, took his bitch, slut her out, ooh, he mad now (ha)
Hundreds in my front and back pockets, I'm on they ass now (I'ma spazz)
HiTech in my carry-on, full of red on a red eye (high)
If they went against me, they either broke or they dead now (bitch)
Gotta know your shooter background, can't just be stampin' me
Infinity Q50 with choppers, that's what the steppers in
I fuck you then dismiss you, man, my heart don't be for every bitch (can't)
Ridin' with that heat, 300, blackout with that coolin' kit
Hrr-hrr, fuckin' with my gang, you get your shooters shot
Commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
Pussy nigga, you might tie your shoes but you don't shoot your Glock
Real nigga, I might fuck your bitch and make you super hot
Hrr-hrr, fuckin' with my gang, you get your shooters shot
Commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
Pussy nigga, you might tie your shoes but you don't shoot your Glock
Real nigga, I might fuck your bitch and make you super hot
Gang-gang
I might fuck your bitch and make you super hot (super hot)
I got sixty rounds off in my chopper, I got super shots (super shots)
My lil' niggas thuggin', shoot your block up, give a fuck who you shot (Who you shot)
I don't fuck with opps, I shoot they mammy if they super opps (super opps)
Hrr-hrr, I keep macaronis in my cooter stock (gang-gang)
Last time you ain't feed your man, he did somethin', got your shooters shot (grrt)
Free Kodak, he got put on max since he's a superstar (free Kodak)
That's a fact, I'm gon' shoot this MAC 'cause I go too retarded (they know that)
Free my nigga Keon out detention 'cause he super solid
Fuckin' with my gang, boy, you get shot 'fore you get that new Ferrari
I just land in DC, I did one show, I got two deposits
I won't hesitate to set your block up like a supermarket
Hrr-hrr, fuckin' with my gang, you get your shooters shot
Commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
Pussy nigga, you might tie your shoes but you don't shoot your Glock
Real nigga, I might fuck your bitch and make you super hot
Hrr-hrr, fuckin' with my gang, you get your shooters shot
Commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
Pussy nigga, you might tie your shoes but you don't shoot your Glock
Real nigga, I might fuck your bitch and make you super hot