Lyrical Breakdown of Cut It Out - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Cut It Out" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Nelly weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Cut It Out" 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 Nelly 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 Nelly's narrative.
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Yeah, aye, what's up cuz, it's going down
East side yeah, your boy Sean P, Nelly, Pimp C, aye
My paint too wet bitch, never pay my set bitch
Blue and red make green, just cash the check bitch
Went to the car lot, bought me a Vanquish
Never trick my money in the club with a skank bitch
Big shrimp on my plate, look like dolphins (dolphins)
Pushin' cookies in the soft ones
I can do better, by myself, not bad (bad)
Girl ate the whole thing if she call me Chad (Chad)
The reppas aint settin up there, they mad (mad)
Rappin like us gotta hit, but you a fag
I'm a young country nigga, uncut like snow (snow)
Make them young bloodz get down on the flo' (flo')
Make them young niggas put candy on the 'Llac
You got clouds in them diamonds, take that monkey shit back
'Cause, smokin high, throwin up, keep that lean off in my cut
Smokin high, throwin up, keep that heat off in our truck
When I hit the parkin lot and the fifth wheel drop
You know damn well, you don't wanna see me, all eyes on me
When I'm fresh from the jeweler and it's sunny outside
You know damn well, you don't wanna see me, all eyes on me
When I'm creased up, J'd up, E's and my K's up
You know damn well (you don't wanna see me all eyes on me)
From all the niggas thats trill to them niggas unreal
You know damn well (you don't wanna see me) uh-uh
So quit it man ('lil boy) cut it out (look here)
Quit it man ('lil boy) cut it out, look here
Quit it man ('lil boy) cut it out, go head
Now watch my face ('lil boy) cut it out (hold up)
I ain't choose yo chick, yo chick chose me
I ain't gotta pick one, I'ma take alla these
For every hundred you got, I'ma peel off three
Hey, dont worry bout it 'lil boy, the bill on me
Eight years now, you can call me a vet
That money you got, call that a forth of my neck
We don't call paint shiny, we call paint wet
A duro strawberry colored coup, call that a mint
Got a few rides already, got a few more to cop
Got a blue one thats hard, got a black one that drop
Got a buick thats green, the same color my snot
'Lil daddy, you ain't the shit, you might as well get off the pot
That's some new St. Louis shit, yeah that's funny
But I'ma stick with the old, the new don't make enough money
So when I'm old, wipe me down
When they dirty, wipe them down
You think I showed my ass before
Sit front row and watch me now
'Cause my grandmama hate it but my 'lil mama love it
Said my grandmama hate it but my 'lil mama love it
When I hit the parkin lot and the fifth wheel drop
You know damn well, you don't wanna see me, all eyes on me
When I'm fresh from the jeweler and it's sunny outside
You know damn well, you don't wanna see me, all eyes on me
When I'm creased up, J'd up, E's and my K's up
You know damn well (you don't wanna see me all eyes on me)
From all the niggas thats trill to them niggas unreal
You know damn well (you don't wanna see me) uh-uh
So quit it man ('lil boy) cut it out (look here)
Quit it man ('lil boy) cut it out, look here
Quit it man ('lil boy) cut it out, go head
No watch my face ('lil boy) cut it out (hold up)
28 inches sittin tall, it's ridiculous
With a slow yellow bitch
'Cause that's the type i kick it with
Ridin' with a stupid pack and a couple stupid cats
They call us the goon squad
So you know we stupid strapped
Shuttin down the parkin lot
We're doin the moonwalk
I ain't stuntin' now hoe 'cause i'm tryin to blood talk
I be where they work at, where niggas get merked at
Earth is spread, then they mounted up and drop the purp' back
Can't you tell I'm hood rich
You ain't from my hood bitch
Don't you see the leather seats
The way we grip the wood pimp
Goin' hard on it, while I signed on it
Supose to buy the hood, this is all grind money
Poppin tangs on it, throwin grands on it
Nelly grabbed the wheel and made the chevy dance on
I'm a block star, aint a phony nigga (naw, never)
A phone call a had em youngstas on on ya nigga
So don't start no shit, won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, won't be no shit
When I hit the parkin lot and the fifth wheel drop
You know damn well, you don't wanna see me, all eyes on me
When I'm fresh from the jeweler and it's sunny outside
You know damn well, you don't wanna see me, all eyes on me
When I'm creased up, J'd up, E's and my K's up
You know damn well (you don't wanna see me all eyes on me)
From all the niggas thats trill to them niggas unreal
You know damn well (you don't wanna see me) uh-uh
So quit it man ('lil boy) cut it out (look here)
Quit it man ('lil boy) cut it out, look here
Quit it man ('lil boy) cut it out, go head
Now watch my face ('lil boy) cut it out (hold up)