Lyrical Breakdown of This Time Of Night - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "This Time Of Night" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how T.I. weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "This Time Of Night" 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 T.I. 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 T.I.'s narrative.
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We showing up, it's going down
She know it's us, I let her know it now
It's three, four, five in the morning
One thing's for sure is, this time of night
Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain't nothing open but legs, this time of night
Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain't nothing open but legs, this time of night
Ass looking on swole
Long hair, pretty toes
Flat stomach, nice face (Okay, she say she wanna)
Ride out to my place
She wanna bring a friend if it's alright
Only if we get it in with her all night
We got them bottles on chill, everybody on pills
In the air with them hands, girl
We showing up, it's going down
She know it's us, I let her know it now
It's three, four, five in the morning
One thing's for sure is, this time of night
Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain't nothing open but legs, this time of night
Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain't nothing open but legs, this time of night
What's that, excuse me, look, shawty, who are y'all
Look like that booty fat and I'm on booty call
Don't approach me if you don't wanna do it all
'Fore you know it, have your clothes and your shoes off
In the penthouse, getting turnt out
Curtain closed, candles burning 'til they burnt out
We turned up that bullshit, we ain't concerned 'bout
Dick her down, pull her weave, sweat her perm out
Is you scared, mama? Well, say it then
Is you ready, mama? Okay, then
It's three, four, five in the AM
If you got the game, we'll play then
We showing up, it's going down
She know it's us, I let her know it now
It's three, four, five in the morning
One thing's for sure is, this time of night
Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain't nothing open but legs, this time of night
Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain't nothing open but legs, this time of night
Ay, you ever kicked it with a superstar?
I'll pick you up in a half a million dollar car
Lay it up in the five-star
Butt-naked, got you bent over the mini bar
Yeah, cause I do it, baby, exactly how you thought it go
Call me Mr. Paper Man or call me Mr. Lotta Dough
A lotta dough, you ain't gotta worry
I can take my fucking time or I can do it in a hurry
I'm a freak, and you know it
Put a candle between your ass and I'll blow it
I'm talking Cool Whip, apple pie, chocolate cake, or ice cream
Spread across your inner thigh, right up to your nahmean
We showing up, it's going down
She know it's us, I let her know it now
It's three, four, five in the morning
One thing's for sure is, this time of night
Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain't nothing open but legs, this time of night
Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain't nothing open but legs, this time of night