Lyrical Breakdown of Woohoo (feat. Christina Aguilera) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Woohoo (feat. Christina Aguilera)" 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 "Woohoo (feat. Christina Aguilera)" 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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You know you really wanna (hey), wanna taste my
You know you wanna get a peek wanna see my
You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are
Kiss on my (woohoo) all over my (woohoo)
All the boys think it's cake when they taste my (woohoo)
You don't even need a plate, just your face Ha!
Licky-licky yum-yum what a great guy
Now kiss on my (woohoo) all over my (woohoo)
Kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my
Feel eyes on me everywhere I go
Like a little boy up in the candy store
Quit your craving and get your hands on
Give it up before momma says no
Imma let you get a little closer
Even though I ain't suppose to
I like it strong when it's long 'cause
I'm a little tipsy, play along with me
You know you really wanna (hey), wanna taste my
You know you wanna get a peek wanna see my
You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are
Kiss on my (woohoo) all over my (woohoo)
All the boys think it's cake when they taste my (woohoo)
You don't even need a plate, just your face Ha!
Licky-licky yum-yum what a great guy
Now kiss on my (woohoo) all over my (woohoo)
Kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my
Picking your glass up, you're sippin' kinda slow
Wanna see just how you take it down low
Hurry up I wanna see a bit more
Take it off before momma gets dull
I know that you love me long time Yeah
You wanna take it for a ride yea
I'm feeling bad and I like it
I'm a little tipsy play along with me
Hey!
You know you really wanna (hey), wanna taste my
You know you wanna get a peek wanna see my
You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are
Kiss on my (woohoo) all over my (woohoo)
All the boys think it's cake when they taste my (woohoo)
You don't even need a plate, just your face Ha!
Licky-licky yum-yum what a great guy
Now kiss on my (woohoo) all over my (woohoo)
Kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my
All the ladies up in the place
It's your turn
Can't fulfill her in the middle of the day
Around with words
(Oh woo oh woo ouu ou oh)
I know I probably shouldn't but, uh, I'm feeling good
(Oh woo ouu woo ouu oo ou oh)
I'm a little tipsy play along with me
OK, guess who got that mhm-mhm nani-nani
In the Mondrian, mhm-mhm, in Miami
Whiz Galliano, whip-whip the Armani
In the drip-drip, lick-lick like a Lolly
Or, left from Jamaica, going foreign couture
Jimmy Iovine, Tom Wali and Dior
Keep me and Chrissy in Christian Dior
But that was before, or, for you
My name Nicki, little daddy, and you?
You can do anything you put your mind to
Way you French kiss it, "Français parlez vous"
Way you work your tongue can I hire you?
You know you really wanna (hey), wanna taste my
You know you wanna get a peek wanna see my
You know you wanna put your lips where my hips Are
Kiss on my (woohoo) all over my (woohoo)
All the boys think it's cake when they taste my (woohoo)
You don't even need a plate, just your face Ha!
Licky-licky yum-yum what a great guy
Now kiss on my (woohoo) all over my (woohoo)
Kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my
You wanna taste my You wanna see my
(You ready)
Woohoo
All my ladies say (woohoo)
If you gotta great (woohoo)
Let him get a peek (woohoo)
If you gotta sweet (woohoo)
Let me hear you scream (woohoo)
But bitches keep it clean (woohoo)
Woohoo