Lyrical Breakdown of For The Money - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "For The Money" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Nicki Minaj weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "For The Money" 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 Nicki Minaj 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 Nicki Minaj's narrative.
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See you can't just do it
(Go ahead)
You gotta do it well
Body language is the kinda talk I'm fluent in
Why don't you stop talking 'bout it and come do it then
Written on your face, that "Yeah I'm tryna do it" grin
Event planning, we just need a spot to do it in
Heading to engagements, head behind the Range tints
Fruits of my labor, edible arrangements
It get a little messy, sweater new, Jays mint
She say when she done with me I better go and change them
Fuck the sweater I don't know no fuckin' better
Y'all don't get it, I don't know no fuckin' better
Then this right here, shawty right there
Still givin' ol' boy nightmares
And I heard your ex hate it, that's why my texts dated
Last night was a movie and it was X-Rated
Flick called Wet, it only gets better
Tonight we make the squeal and call that shit Wetter
Go ahead (Go ahead)
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
Go ahead (Go ahead)
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
(Niiice)
I'ma kiss your body from your head down to your toes
Any time you want it you just let a nigga know
(Just let me know)
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
We gon' do it real good
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
(She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn)
Body language is the only talk he fluent in
He knew it was going down when he flew me in
Anything that I got on he wanna do me in
Now all these non-discrete bitches wanna do me in
Uh, Gold AP on me
He know all his niggas, wanna put the D on me
Even Dr. Dre went and put the B on me
But my pussy so exclusive, limited edition
You know niggas love pretty bitches with ambition
Bees on the keys, never go in the ignition
B-B-But when I ride it, do it to precision
I could tell that he trippin', every time that it's slippin'
When he bout to come, I start to kiss his neck
I let him score, but we ditch the ref
When we going out, we gotta ditch the press
Ah man, I got his bitch depressed
Go ahead (Go ahead)
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
Go ahead (Go ahead)
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
(Niiice)
I'ma kiss your body from your head down to your toes
Any time you want it you just let a nigga know
(Just let me know)
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
We gon' do it real good
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
(She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn)
I'ma call you big daddy and scream your name
Only if you have me drippin' like candy paint
(So what you said, I give it to you right, give it to you left
Make it last forever, king sweat, have you outta breath)
Mmmm, daddy slow down a bit
You acting like, you never been down town and shit
I need a baller laid back while he watch this thing bounce
Buying him designer bags, one milli in my account
(No doubt, I'm the player that they're talking about
Got that good shit, even in a drought)
If you gon' do it, do it for real
(And if they ask how I'm doin' tell 'em doin' it well)
Go ahead
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
Go ahead (Go ahead)
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
(Niiice)
I'ma kiss your body from your head down to your toes
Any time you want it you just let a nigga know
(Just let a nigga know)
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
We gon' do it real good
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
(She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn)
Girl 1: Hello
Girl 2: Where have you been
Girl 1: I've been in L.A
Girl 2: What do you mean L.A?
Girl 1: I met this guy
Girl 2: So when are you coming back to New York?
Girl 1: I don't know girl, it's going so good, I don't know
Girl 2: What do you mean you don't know
Girl 1: I don't know, I'm about to go shopping though, I'm anout to go cop these
Girl 2: Right now?
Girl 1: New Chanel bag, yeah I'm I gotta go
Girl 2: Oh, don't forget about me bitch