Lyrical Breakdown of Ain't Gone Do It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ain't Gone Do It" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Too Short weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Ain't Gone Do It" 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 Too Short 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 Too Short's narrative.
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I can call her a bitch, but I ain't gon' do it
I could make her rich, but I ain't gon' do it
I can give her this dick (dick, dick)
But I ain't gon' do it (bitch)
I give her all this shit (all this shit)
But I ain't gon' do it, I ain't gon' do it
I'll smack that ass, pull that hair
Hit that pussy anywhere
Don Julio or some Hennessy
She gon' do so many things for me
She don't need a shot, she already hot
She said, "Stick it in, and don't take it out"
I know this bitch is on a paper route
She wants money from me, but don't say it now
You want a big tip? I can't do it
You tryna make me cum and drink my fluids
It's just what I need, a bitch like you
But I don't buy pussy, bitch, what you gon' do?
I can call her a bitch, but I ain't gon' do it
I could make her rich, but I ain't gon' do it
I can give her this dick (give her this dick)
But I ain't gon' do it (ain't gon' do it)
I give her all this shit (all this shit)
But I ain't gon' do it, I ain't gon' do it
I don't do no trickin', but I don't mind tippin'
I stay on my shit, I don't be slippin'
Fallin' asleep with my diamonds on
Wake up in the morning, find out she's gone
Don't know her name or where she went
That's some sucker shit, bitch, I'm a pimp
You can run them scams on all of them
When you see me cum, start swallowin'
Wanna make quick money? I'll tell you where to get it
Who taught her how to hustle? I'm the one who did it
You cash the bitch out, this shit is not the same
You gave that bitch a rack, I gave the bitch the game
I can call her a bitch, but I ain't gon' do it
I could make her rich, but I ain't gon' do it
I can give her this dick (give her this dick)
But I ain't gon' do it (don't do it)
I give her all this shit (all this shit)
But I ain't gon' do it, I ain't gon' do it
She's so bad, fine as hell
Got four kids but I can't tell
Grip that pole, wrap them thighs
Is it dancin' or exercise?
From the side, her booty shaped like the letter "P" (letter "P")
Cakey like a motherfuckin' bakery, ain't no fee or salary (uh)
I don't pay for coochie, baby, coochie pay for me (me)
Let's reverse the game, take me on a shopping spree
She don't care if I'm tooken, that makes her want me even more
She shoots me yaper, she's juggin', she said, "Players don't keep score"
Only mannish music on her playlist, she's ghetto for surely
Like to smoke Runtz and Gary Payton and Zaza Pachuli' (Pachuli')
Bitch (don't do it)
I give her all this shit (don't do it)
I can give her this dick (this dick, don't do it)
I give her all this shit (all this shit)
But I ain't gon' do it, I ain't gon' do it