Lyrical Breakdown of Celebration - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how The Game feat. Chris Brown, Tyga, Wiz Khalifa & Lil Wayne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Celebration" 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 The Game feat. Chris Brown, Tyga, Wiz Khalifa & Lil Wayne 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 The Game feat. Chris Brown, Tyga, Wiz Khalifa & Lil Wayne's narrative.

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Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside Young Mula baby We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high Nigga blowing on that ayo, breakin' down them trees I'm out the door with dro and the keys Scoopin' up Chris and I'm hitting the freeway Yeah, got a whole zip of that purp Got a couple hoes home with no clothes on Get they roll on, let's twerk Now we hotboxin' that Ghost, Ace all in that Ghost Ray Bans in my face, never know when my eyes low Smoke good, fuck good, eat good, steakhouse She said backwoods, kill swishers, you eat take out Yeah, but I love fuckin' them redbones She country thick and that hair long, that pussy killer, she dead wrong She went to Howard, her head strong Her momma tall, so her legs long She went to college and got her masters Now she bringin' that bread home Roll up Put the purp' in the blunt Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high Put the purp' in the blunt Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Yeah) We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Woah, oh) We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Stay high) We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Oh) It's a celebration, all on the pole they doin' the dance Anticipatin' I'm feelin' your body Hopin' that you would just give me a chance Goddamn babe, just hold your glass up for this toast My cash up and yo' ass up, and I'm the one tippin' the most Tonight, on the westside And if you wanna roll, have the best fuckin' night of your life No lie, no lie Me and you together, girl, I'm celebratin' you tonight Uh, yeah, I'm blown, no cigarillo, rillo Love when I'm Mellow, get on my level 101 Karats in my bezel I'm on, like soon as the ice cream truck at the ghetto Little knucklehead always in trouble soon as I ask shawty her number Fo' sho Yeah, I get it, then I bone, then I hit it like bone, bone Now you fucking up my zone, my zone, my zone Said she wait when daddy come home Told me she ain't got nothing on I'm talkin' no th-thong, thong, thong Yeah, she throwin' that ass back Hard as a bat, sit on my lap Fucking with me, ain't nothing better than that That's a fact, that's a fact Don't act hollywood 'cause I don't act 'Bout my business but I don't slack This my celebration rap, so We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Yeah) We havin' a celebration, love to stay high Uh, I pour up for Pimp C, light up for Soulja Slim Straight out the gutter, with the rest of the bowlin' pins Money for days, bitches go both ways On the road to riches, bitch I got road rage Got the kush in the swisher, got the pussy, the liquor Got a silencer on the gun, take it off like a stripper Yeah, wake up, wake up, I'm goin' at your face make up These niggas need stitches 'cause they takin' pay cuts Man somebody tell them hoes it's a celebration All my niggas got guns no registration, yeah Now go an' light that weed up, I'm Trukfit tee'd up Hoes down, B's up Rollin' and chokin' and movin' slow motion, I'm floatin' I'm gone Put the purp' in the blunt Rollin' and chokin' and movin' slow motion, I'm floatin' I'm gone Put the purp' in the blunt (Young Mula, baby) We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Yeah) We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Woah, oh) We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Woo, hoo) We havin' a celebration, love to stay high We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Stay high) We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Oh)