Lyrical Breakdown of Shack Dat Jelly - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Shack Dat Jelly" 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 "Shack Dat Jelly" 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.
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(Chorus) I like the way she shake dat jelly, jelly, jelly jelly, jelly, jelly; jelly, jelly, jelly I like the way she work dat jelly, jelly, jelly jelly, jelly, jelly; jelly, jelly, jelly Where my double Ds at? Where my D cups at? Where my B cups at? Where my C cups at? Where my double Ds at? Where my D cups at? Where my B cups at? Where my C cups at? (Juicy J) Lil' mama so fine dancin' with them big titties Every nigga wanna save her, every nigga wanna hit it I'ma take her to the movies, I'ma buy her popcorn I'ma rub on her booty, I'ma try to pop on Why you tryin' to act stuck up? Thats f**ked up mane I'ma tell ya shut the f**k up, or what's up mane Ain't the kind that like to show out, like I got cash I'm the kind that'll step up, and smack that ass She like to move that body, she can groove that body She the finest motherf**ker I done seen in the party I don't know if she got weed, but it's cool with me I can tell she real ghetto and I love a freak Probably got a boyfriend, spendin' all his dough Why he standin' at the bar, she be on the floor I'ma go and make my move, I got nothin' to lose Cause I'm a pimp tight nigga from my head to my shoes Yeah (Chorus) (DJ Paul) Seein' some big thangs, layin' all in my frames I think I'll leave with two cause this clubs off the chain Where my double Ds at? Where my double Ds at? Where my bad bitches with the nice Bs and Cs at? You better believe that If you really bout some business let me squeeze that Your pussy print fat, I'll like to see my dick in that In and out, in and out, up and down, up and down Let me dig in that, dig that (Lord Infamous) You're so explicit when you're licking with your lipstick on my dick (dick) I sit back watching you rubbin' your fingers through your clit (clit) I really wanna rip this little nasty broad apart (part) On ecstasy she talkin', sexin' me, my dick on hard (hard) Me and C already zooted when we walked up in the place (place) Bitches running up in bunches bending over in our face (face) And we always going to go at three or four, to the more Get them full of blow, make them them touch their toes, f**k them in the throat (Crunchy Blac) I like when hos shake that ass I like when hos love to make cash I like when hos put it on your ass I like when hos take me to your stash So don't you get mad, when she bring that All that cash, that she grab from your ass, maggot ass I rob with a ho, and sell her bitch ass (Chorus)