Lyrical Breakdown of Don't Fuck for Free - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Don't Fuck for Free" 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 "Don't Fuck for Free" 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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Yeah, you know
We in the house
This the last motherfuckin' song we gon' do on this album y'all
Ain't no need in wasting the beat, shit funky than a motherfucker
We gon' spit that game to y'all
And I'ma tell you one time and I'ma tell you one time only
Don't fuck for free
Don't fuck for free, I'm tellin' ya
'Cause when you do, you gets nathan
Nothing, not a got damn dime for your time, bitch
So ahh, ya gone let me spit this, can I do it, you cool?
Short Dawg gon' spit a little something to ya, check it out, bitch
I've been mackin' these bitches all my life
And not once have I thought about havin' a wife
Short Dawg in the house, once again
The one you couldn't get with, so I fucked your friend
'Cause I'm a Mack, doing what a Mack should do
I get scratch, just to make a rap or two
You got to give to live, then lay up with me
Can't go to streets, stay up with me
'Cause I'm a fuck all night, 'til I turn you out
If the pussy get dry, bitch, work ya mouth
I get a Magic City ho and take her cash
I break her old funky ass
It ain't nothin' like a player from the O
Lettin' you know I'm a pimp you a ho
Nasty ass bitches, wanna fuck with me
I need money, and $hort don't fuck for free
My nigga don't fuck for free
You gotta have money for the D-O-G
Us bitches, we don't fuck for free
You got to have money to get this pussy
P to the I
M to the P
Niggas in my crew don't fuck for free
P to the I
M to the P
Short Dawg, baby, don't fuck for free
I ain't nothin' like Mike, I don't play the court
I play bitches, don't you wanna be like Short
First off, I never would trick you hoes
I work hard for my money that I get from shows
And some even ask about my Rolex
Bitch, this came from my platinum checks
So break yourself and drop to your knees
I'd rather have ya mouth 'cause you might have fleas
And even Mangie Mutts love to fuck
They ain't scared to make a buck (so bust a nut bitch)
The next one fuckin' with me
'Cause if you be with me, I'll have ya workin' the streets
I'm Short Dawg and ain't no love involved
Do that old slick shit, and lick my balls
Don't pause so y'all niggas listen to me
Won't ya be like Short, and don't fuck for free
My nigga don't fuck for free
You gotta have money for the D-O-G
Us bitches, we don't fuck for free
You got to have money to get this pussy
P to the I
M to the P
Niggas in my crew don't fuck for free
P to the I
M to the P
Short Dawg, baby, don't fuck for free