Lyrical Breakdown of He's Gamin' On Ya - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "He's Gamin' On Ya" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Salt-N-Pepa weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "He's Gamin' On Ya" 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 Salt-N-Pepa employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Mmm, he's gamin' on ya, girl So look out now (Gamin' on ya) Ooh, whee, here he comes, here he comes Once upon a time called now is where it all begins, you see As the plot thickens and your heartbeat quickens My sister, my sister, look out, here comes the big-big gabber And he's badder than the Mad Hatter Sellin' dreams, climbin' Jacob's ladder Your life he'll shatter †cause it don't matter to him He's out to get some, can't let him in or you'll get done in So stop, don't let him run up on ya †cause all he wants to do is bone ya He's gamin' on ya, oh yeah, he's gamin' on ya girl Yeah, yeah, yeah (Gamin' on ya) Can't ya see? Can't ya see? He's gamin' on ya, and he's playin' games He's gamin' on ya, oh, when ya know Ow, ow, gamin' on ya Well, first you get dissed and treated like a slut Treats ya like shit when he won't see the butt Your boots are juicin', ooh, guess what? He's gamin' on ya (Word up, so) How in the hell do you let yourself go and get played again? You know he wants the skins or calling you honey When he needs something (Word) It ain't funny (nope) Me, I don't trust nothing, see He's gamin' on ya (Yeah, yeah) He's gamin' on ya (Yeah, yeah) Gamin' on ya (Yeah, yeah) Gamin' on ya Listen to the big, big, big Pep (Yeah, yeah) Young and dumb and tryin' to get over Swift with the tongue and bubbly like soda So play like you don't know And you won't go out like underarm odor You need to get a grip and think about the shit you're doin' Or it won't be too long before your reputation's ruined Look at you now, you're being taken and don't have a clue There's a sucker born every minute, right? True So check out how it's goin' down Slippin' and dippin' you all around He's gamin' on ya He's gamin' on ya Gamin' on ya (Can't you see?) Gamin' on ya He's gamin' on ya (So how ya know?) Gamin' on ya Gamin' on ya Gamin' on ya (Baby, baby, baby, please) Don't let him tell ya off or sell ya off You're better off without him Don't give a damn about him Ain't nothin' dope about him He's gamin' on ya (Yeah yeah) Gamin' on ya (Yeah yeah) He's gamin' on ya (Yeah yeah) Gamin' on ya (Yeah yeah)