Lyrical Breakdown of Presidential - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

Lyric Overview: Witness how Rick Ross weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Presidential" 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 Rick Ross 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 Rick Ross's narrative.

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Girl I think you're special

Strictly presidential

You know the crib on the water now

The Maybach stay watered down

Project niggas giving orders now

The gold presidential just to sport around

I'm from the era of fitted caps and rental cars

Dope pushers with ambition and pretty broads

Walking on Jewish marble, hand painted the ceiling

Happy Hanukkah nigga, it's a wonderful feeling

Got my seats on the wood, playas giving me dap

Lyor like how I move, Warner right in my lap

I made a few mils, ain't mentioning Meek

Went and bought a new crib the weekend Wale released

Bitches, they keep coming, Bilie Jean thumping

I need to hear the trumpets, meaning machine gunning

I ain't missing nothing, got her sipping something

I could ship her something, you know that December coming

Girls and green is all you need

When you're a star baby, a star babe

We all dream of royalty

But that's who we are baby

All I ever need is girls and green

They see me leaning in some new shit

Now it's gold presidentials for the crew shit

Threesomes, weed crumbs on the cruise ship

I'm a boss have you ass on a news clip

She a dime but she gotta be a cool bitch

Pony tail, red nails, still in school bitch

Needed some cash so she asked me could she move shit

Not a chance, whips got her talking foolish

I was skipping the classes, but I got me a master

I was gifted at math, always counted the fastest

Fishscale made me major profit margins

I'm a profit stuffing my pockets, you niggas starving

Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm with this pretty bitch

80 grand, rubber band for some silly shit

She on that Alexander Wang

Gold presidential Venus when I change the game

Girls and green is all you need

When you're a star baby, a star babe

We all dream of royalty

But that's who we are baby

All I ever need is girls and green

She wanna roll with a winner now

So I let her roll with the windows down

My nigga's up the road come and get it now

60-40 know we split it up the middle now

Shawty's said the word, I was talking that talk

Maybe link up New York, that's awesome as fuck

I never been in love until I heard a beat

She never met a G until she heard of me

3rd floor projects, feel my point of view

Everything is number 2, that's when it come to you

Isabel Marant sneakers 'til the summer through

Fuck you on a yacht is what I wanna do

Baby girl got that wet wet

I repeat: wet wet

I'm the boss and I'm on that

White T, gold Rolex

Girls and green is all you need

When you're a star baby, a star babe

We all dream of royalty

But that's who we are baby

All I ever need is girls and green

Her shoe game remarkable

I feel solely responsible