Lyrical Breakdown of OG (feat. Curren$y) (feat. Bruno Mars) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "OG (feat. Curren$y) (feat. Bruno Mars)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Snoop Dogg weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "OG (feat. Curren$y) (feat. Bruno Mars)" 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 Snoop Dogg 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 Snoop Dogg's narrative.
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Have a little party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled, that's how it is
When you - with some OG - blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go
Have a little party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled, that's how it is (uh)
When you - with some OG niggas - OG smoke (asshole)
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go
Young - that's more famous than these older -
Young - got my game up from these older -
- Just hear my name, I say I told you -
I was taught to count my paper 'fore I fold it -
Now, look at my chains, all them things frozen -
Rolling up my Mary Jane before I smoke it with ya
Hit this J, I bet this be a day you don't remember
Looking at the top and I don't see not one contender
Cooking out the pot, I like my weed for lunch and dinner
Got some cookies in the jar, OG in the blender
You're paying for quantity, but quality is what you spend for
If there's a marijuana-ology, I'll be your mentor
And all the bombest chronic leaf is what you're in for
So give your parents my apology for me again or
Get high like we Cheech and Chong
We gon' eat some brownies, we gon' smoke, we gon' need some bongs
Roll up so we can all -
Have a little party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled, that's how it is
When you - with some OG - blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go
Have a little party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled, that's how it is
When you - with some OG niggas - OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go
Killer Cali is what we blow, OG - from way down low
Known for banging the blue C rag, started off smoking nothing but Zags
Popping P's, chopping trees, 501's, Wallabees
All y'all invited, ignite it, light it, now follow me
Laid out, plush couch, flat screen television
Table full of vegetation, so you just might smell a
That's what it is, that's what it's gon' be, East Side Long Beach where I'm from
Bring your girls, all y'all come, give me some, now, give her some
It's big Mac, I love to have fun, you are, you are the one
If you get her to do it, then it'll be just like two on one
Break it down, lay it down, baby, work that body like
At the pad, acting bad, baby, what that party like?
Moving so schizophrenic, baby, pull down your panties
Let the Doggy Dogg ram it, I cram to understand it
Back room that's my bedroom, make a right up in it
Close the door slow, oh fasho, I'm 'bout to slide up in it
Smoke somethin'
Have a little party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled, that's how it is
When you - with some OG - blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go
Have a little party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled, that's how it is (uh)
When you - with some OG niggas - OG smoke (asshole)
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go
Ay, ay, having money and blowing hella chronic
Smoke I'm stunting, cutlass on them chrome spokes with the engine running
Sounding like a dinosaur, empty stomach rumbling
Yo' - at the window 'cause she knows I'm coming
She tells you that she 'bout to go jogging and on the corner she jumps in
Take her to the honeycomb, stuffing kush in Raw cones, playing Megaman three
Your Wonder woman giving dome out Miami
Said, she never leaves me 'lone, she wan' have a family
She's just high, tomorrow night, she'll be - out, dancing
Tryna leave with the next - in the Aston
So why get caught up? I'm too swift up on my toes
To have my name brought up in sewing circles with them -
I rather be a straight G rolling up a whole O-Z of that OG have them KO'ed, yeah, yeah
Have a little party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled, that's how it is
When you - with some OG - blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go
Have a little party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled, that's how it is
When you - with some OG niggas - OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go
If you don't know, you won't know
You're in the presence of the two times defending champion names Dogg
I smoke weed for a livin'
For event, we gon' do, is called, "To stab"
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