Lyrical Breakdown of Late Nite Creep - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Late Nite Creep" 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 "Late Nite Creep" 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, I only see her on the late night creep
And I, fuck her good and never fall asleep
'Cause I, I'm just a big ol' pimp I run, so deep
And its alright, she opened up 'cause I don't have the key
(Take your clothes of, bitch, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la-da-la-da-la-da-da
(Take your clothes of, bitch, take your clothes off)
(Take your clothes of, bitch, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la-da-la-da-la-da-da
(Take your clothes of, bitch, take your clothes off)
Damn, I'm about to smack this
Peepable brown miraculous, gluteus-maximus, shorty is bad as shit!
Little cutie got skills like magic dust, (bling) her throat skills feels fabulous (oh shit)
Nigga mother-fucker feel like this an ambulance
Put a nigga in a coma with some bomb ass head
You mad at me, cause I get it for free you cant, top dolla
'Cause you wanna get made, you heard what i said?
Pussy make weak niggas dead
True date that's a thing, take two plus bitch, pass it back
I get ass in the Caddillac, murder one in the house not havin' that
Get freaky with me shit I'm bringin' ya back
Oh, you lovin' this mack, 'cause I got your leg shakin' like that
'Cause a niggas straight killin' the cat
Kill that pussy, make it wet, make it sweat (ahh, ahh, ahh, like that), ('cause a nigga straight killin' the cat)
Make it wet, eat this dick put in the work and get minimal rich, bitch
I'm all about this money ho, ho money keep comin' you wanna bum some mo'
Yo nigga keep payin' what you want me fo'?
They call me "Shorty Pimp", mackin' ho's from here to flint
I know for a fact it's on again cause I picked her up at 1AM
I, I only see her on the late night creep
And I, fuck her good and never fall asleep
'Cause I, I'm just a big ol' pimp I run, so deep
And its alright, she opened up 'cause I don't have the key
(Take your clothes of, biatch, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la-da-la-da-la-da-da
(Take your clothes of, biatch, take your clothes off)
(Take your clothes of, biatch, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la-da-la-da-la-da-da
(Take your clothes of, biatch, take your clothes off)
Girl, I like the way you shake that thing
Get it girl, make that change
Like the way you pop, drop, stop, say my name (say my name)
Girl I ain't 'bout playin', brown skin with a bow-leg
Head cross on fo'-head, five-eight with her shoes on
She said "I want what you want", now I'm at her home and I'm fuckin' on her futon
Like girl let's do somethin', I ain't gone cum you cum
Homegirl got a true monkey (monkey), wanna call that two-some
Come through, with henny and coke, plenty of smoke, plenty of the folks just with me
We ball out pretty (pretty), we told on twentie's, we fall out shitty
So if y'all not with me, y'all see me mob with two ho's
Y'all see her slob on my knob, mobbin' my bob
Y'all drivin' too close
I know you from Chi-town, pimp her
Break a bitch and lie down in her
Make a little church girl a sinner
Don't worry I'm finna', put her in a skirt and send her to work
Big pimpin' on the turf, she better use it 'til it hurts
Put the money in her bra and not her purse
Bitch, make that cocky glass then panties always drop fast
Don't ever stuff that ass, just hit me when you got my cash
I, I only see her on the late night creep
And I, fuck her good and never fall asleep
'Cause I, I'm just a big ol' pimp I run, so deep
And its alright, she opened up 'cause I don't have the key
(Take your clothes of, bitch, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la-da-la-da-la-da-da
(Take your clothes of, bitch, take your clothes off)
(Take your clothes of, bitch, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la-da-la-da-la-da-da
(Take your clothes of, bitch, take your clothes off)
La-da-da-la-da-la-da-la-da-da
La-da-da-la-da-la-da-la-da-da