Lyrical Breakdown of What That Speed Bout!? - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "What That Speed Bout!?" 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 "What That Speed Bout!?" 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.
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(EarDrummers) It's the motherf- queen (30, you a fool for this one) NBA YoungBoy, let's go Oh-oh (Mike WiLL-Mike WiLL), rrr Can't do buyin' all the bottles, that you can't do 'Pose to be shining, but she notice that my chain do Late night sex, I wan' see what that mouth do Yeah, bounce that a-, do it how ya mama taught you Real made n- from the trenches, do no pimpin' I got seven figures bouncin' in the car, it look like switches, uh Let's have a drink out, after that, we can leave out I leave the club, drivin' fast, baby, what that speed 'bout? If you keep it real, say your needs, I'll pay that cost Ten thousand for her to go shopping, ain't nothin' to worry 'bout If it's a problem, get it poppin', blow the curb out I spend a whole day wit' you, layin' in the loft Not one, not two, girl, you, I wanna see you take it off Yeah, I'm everything you heard about Tryna see what your world 'bout, word of mouth Can't do buyin' all the bottles, that you can't do 'Posed to be shining, but she notice that my chain do Late night sex, I wan' see what that mouth do Yeah, bounce that a-, do it how ya mama taught you Real made n- from the trenches, do no pimpin' I got seven figures bouncin' in the car, it look like switches, uh Let's have a drink out, after that, we can leave out I leave the club, drivin' fast, baby, what that speed 'bout? Ayo, throw that bag, I'm a bad lil' b-, n- Got every ex n- mad and they big bitter Diamonds on the chain, blingin' off my t-, n- I hit his phone, he gon' curve her like a pitch, n- (ooh) Word to me, p- good, so he been hooked (mmm) If he got seen out with me, it's a big look Word to Pop, body smokin' like a big blunt Some big d- only thing that a b- want Left the lot, with a big body, thick thot All my n- in the spot, you could get got This that .40 vaccine, you could get shot Since you wanna be stuntin' like a big shot (brrt) This that pretty little joint from the southside (side) F- a quarantine, all my n- outside (side) If I'm sittin' on your face, keep your mouth wide N-, go hard, but be gentle with my chocha Can't do buyin' all the bottles, that you can't do 'Posed to be shining, but she notice that my chain do Late night sex, I wan' see what that mouth do Yeah, bounce that a-, do it how ya mama taught you Real made n- from the trenches, do no pimpin' I got seven figures bouncin' in the car, it look like switches, uh Let's have a drink out, after that, we can leave out I leave the club, drivin' fast, baby, what that speed 'bout? Skrrt, vroom She tell me "Face it," I face it I say "This metal that you ridin', please cherish, don't break it" You wanna be my girl? Be real, you get put that placement I'm here with my boy Mike WiLL I meant to say that's who made it (Mike Will Made-It) Uh, ooh, came through swervin' through In a brand new coupe, with some Forgiato shoes Real n-, Blues Clues, if you sleep on that money, then you lose I don't snooze, you a fool, I'm the truth Can't do buyin' all the bottles, that you can't do 'Posed to be shining, but she notice that my chain do Late night sex, I wan' see what that mouth do Yeah, bounce that a-, do it how ya mama taught you Real made n- from the trenches, do no pimpin' I got seven figures bouncin' in the car, it look like switches, uh Let's have a drink out, after that, we can leave out I leave the club, drivin' fast, baby, what that speed 'bout? (EarDrummers)