Lyrical Breakdown of Sucks on Dick - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Sucks on Dick" 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 "Sucks on Dick" 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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Slob on my knob like corn on the cob Check in with me and do your job Lay on the bed and give me head Don't have to ask don't have to beg Juicy is my name Sex is my game Lets call the boys Lets run a train Squeeze on my nuts Lick on my butt The natural curly hair Please don't touch First find a mate Second find a place Third find a bag to hide the whole face ? I said bend over Started to knock then came the odor Smelt like mush Shouldn't of had a whoosh Told her to stop and take a doosh When she did that I didn't want the cat So I backed out and never came back (Suck a nigga dick or somethin) (Suck a nigga dick or somethin) (Suck a nigga dick or somethin) (Suck a nigga dick or somethin) My nigga d-magic said he had to have it I said just forget it Its too crabby Know a little freak in hollywood Sucks on dick Does it real good She'll give you money Fill up your tummy House full of kids Parents all spunky(? ) Once had her down Backyard ground hit it from the back Enjoyed the sound Lay undercover always use the rubber Till I got caught fuckin' with her mother She blamed it on me we fought in the street She pulled out a knife so I had to fleet Called up the boyz went to her house trashed the whole place Threw the bitch out Police busted in where the niggas at We left just in time and never came back Rolled through the hood wavin at the freaks who sniffin on the rocks and smokin On the geese Made another stop police station Saw a few cops drove by and sprayed them License plate number a nigga said he saw it Bogus all the time never get caught