Lyrical Breakdown of Neighborhood Hoe - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Neighborhood Hoe" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Three 6 Mafia weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Neighborhood Hoe" 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 Three 6 Mafia 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 Three 6 Mafia's narrative.
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Sittin' back, gettin' my dick sucked, gettin' my dick sucked
Sittin' back, gettin' my dick sucked by the neighborhood hoe
Sittin' back, gettin' my dick sucked, gettin' my dick sucked
Sittin' back, gettin' my dick sucked by the neighborhood hoe
Sittin' back, gettin' my dick sucked, by the neighborhood hoe
(Them bitches beep me 304, I left 'em with they pussies wet)
Sittin' back, gettin' my dick sucked by the neighborhood hoe
(Put her- put her on her knees, gonna take bag on da house)
It was one Saturday night in June, never couldn't remember
I seen this whore that I met in December
The bitch didn't want to give me no play
But she heard us at a concert the other day
Now shit's about to fall in place
Just seen her roll by with a smile on her face
Tiltin' my hat, makin sure it's in place
Hopin' I'll be the next nigga to taste, I pace
The motherfuckin' lot 'round the strip
Grippin' on my dick, haters on trip
Got a motherfuckin' 40 cal' in the spot
Ready for a nigga that think I'm gone slip
Chevy thang, so clean
Chrome face, gold D's
Bitches ridin' up in my shit
Man I'm tellin' these hoes, "Please"
I had to speak too soon, here comes a hoe
Thinking she got game
The first thing she asks me is what's my name
And I'm ridin' in that Chevy thang
She know goddamn well who I am
But since she want to play
I play in response by tellin' the hoe
My name is Lavante
Swing me the motherfuckin' digits
Playa like me tryin to get down in it
Gotta keep it key low with the hoe
In a motherfuckin' Pala with the windows tinted, playa
I got this model 'bout it bitch
Just give me two days to hit the shit
Better get your exercise on the third day
Prophet posse gonna take care ya
Sittin' back, gettin' my dick sucked by the neighborhood hoe
(Them bitches beep me 304, I left 'em with they pussies wet)
(Put her on her-put her on her)
(Put her on her-put her on her)
(Put her on her knees, gonna take bag on da house)
Sittin' back, gettin' my dick sucked, gettin' my dick sucked