Lyrical Breakdown of What We Doin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "What We Doin" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Playboi Carti weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "What We Doin" 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 Playboi Carti 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 Playboi Carti's narrative.

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Uh, Valencia diamonds, girl, you ain't seen those Got my whole gang posted on my front porch Uh, Valencia diamonds, girl, you ain't seen those Whole-whole gang posted on my front porch Uh, Valencia diamonds, girl, you ain't seen those Got my whole gang posted on my front porch Uh, Valencia diamonds, girl, you ain't seen those Whole-whole gang posted on my front porch Damn, Brandon Uh, what we doin'? What we doin'? Yeah, yeah What we doin'? What we doin'? Yeah, yeah What we doin'? What we doin'? Yeah, yeah What we doin'? What we doin'? Uh, uh Everywhere I go I make a movie, yeah I told that ho, "Let's go upstairs, let's make a movie," yeah, uh She don't talk to me, she just do me, yeah I said my crib filled with bitches like a movie How much you moving? Uh Ayy, crib filled with packs like a movie, uh Two phones, two hoes Back door, go out my back door This your main ho, that's my "Where you at?" ho Va-Va-Valencia diamonds, girl, you ain't seen those Got my whole gang posted on my front porch Eat your Cheerios, ho, I'm on flex mode Ridin' in my city in a Porsche, bitch, two-door (Damn, Brandon) Two-door, two hoes, man, who hoes? Girl, get in, girl, get in with the top though Top door, bitch, I let off the top blow Extendo, bitch, I'm rolling up that good smoke, yeah Uh, what we doin'? What we doin'? Yeah, yeah What we doin'? What we doin'? Yeah, yeah What we doin'? What we doin'? Yeah, yeah What we doin'? What we doin'? Uh, uh Everywhere I go I make a movie, yeah I told that ho, "Let's go upstairs, let's make a movie," yeah, uh She don't talk to me, she just do me, yeah I said my crib filled with bitches like a movie How much you moving? Uh (Damn, Brandon)