Lyrical Breakdown of Bottles And Rockin J's (Remix) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bottles And Rockin J's (Remix)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how The Game weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bottles And Rockin J's (Remix)" 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 employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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[Dj Khaled] Ayo Game, what they do boy It's DJ Khaled I got my Black and Red Jordan Retro 62s on I'm all about gettin' money I love glorifying my hard work Poppin' bottles Shit them hoes love it too This DJ Khaled, We The Best Ayo Game. Red Nation [Chorus] All I know is bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money [Busta Rhymes] All I know is how to smash on everybody record and do what I do And make somebody have to go and get a hearse Yo, Game I don't really give a f-ck if it's your record And you my brother my nigga look I gotta rhyme fresh See the way I coming, how I do the game, church Ask somebody, you gotta know you need to get a nurse Let me bang em with another killa, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller Kill em with another verse Everybody see the way I be going and going How I do it Niggas the only way we know it, but then again, yes we do We knowing how I be banging And every sheet that I get All the heat I be packin; And I show it off With all this money you know where I'm heading And I'm gonna get the Jordan's the patent 11 leathers They really banging all the way down to the [?] And I get a couple pair with all this money I be getting And I kill em with the bounce, you see the way a nigga steppin And we pop bottles and we rock J's, see me reppin Let me show you way I do it before I hit you with the weapon Don't be spillin' liquor all over my shit, give me a second Shiiiit, anyway, see we gotta get it up, fillin bottles up Let me [?] [Rick Ross] Bitches, I'm gettin money, bottles and rocking chains Money like I'm LeBron, my whip collection insane Suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven riding like a boss Condominium in the clouds, 60g's a month 50 floors, marble walls, pictures of Boston Georgia Bitches snortin' blow, f-ckin fast and cookin' dope Sanctify, Bally shoes, Audemars, Franck Muller [?] My new bitches must menage I'm a G [Chorus] All I know is bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money [Game] Bottles and rockin' J's Smokin' and sippin' Spades Pistol tucked in my Louie Heated up like I'm Wade Nigga don't do LeBron's, Kobe up on the weekends Jordan's Monday through Friday especially when I'm freakin Them cool grey's, that's Monday Them Space jams that's Tuesday That Spike Lee's on Wednesday 23 in my Benz eh You know I love them 62s especially on my bitches 132s and them spandex on Thursday, it's your birthday And Friday I aint lying, King Of Diamonds I'm in heaven Red Bone pussy poppin' on my black and red 112s Patent leather when I step in You know what I'm reppin' It's S double-O, W Double-O Black number 42s I aint get it from the store, Buss know That all I know is [Chorus] All I know is bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money [Fabolous] I put footprints in them couches I put so much in my two step Put on for my city, I aint got no choice but to rep I put straight shots in they hair Make pretty girls, do the ugly face And they just my song on Move back I need dougie space like ay, ay Then it's right back to my muggin' face Niggas said put the weed out BBM, you buggin face We walked in, want somethin', bottles pop like we won some'n Raise a glass for err'ybody that's done something from nothin' No grind, no shine, dress code, we pay no mind Cargo's and J's on, they let sun in, no blinds All I drink is my shit Stop playin, Youtube But tonight we on that Red Berry and Cranberry, Soo Woo [Lil Wayne] And I'm smokin' on that purp Sippin' on that purp I came in this bitch with some niggas that will murk And we aint bout all that talkin', you a dead man walking Stomp a nigga ass out, in these number 4 Jordans Got a scope on the barrell that's a hammer with a camera Hollow tips nigga, tip a nigga like a dancer I don't know nothing but bitches and gettin money Blood gang kill a nigga in public Young Tunechi Shoot a nigga ass up then it's Deuces Head shots that f-cking vest is so useless Yeah, yo chuck, f-ck these niggas You know who Piru? Killer bees nigga [Chorus] All I know is bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money