Lyrical Breakdown of pick up the phone - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "pick up the phone" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Thug feat. Travis Scott & Quavo weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "pick up the phone" 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 Young Thug feat. Travis Scott & Quavo 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 Young Thug feat. Travis Scott & Quavo's narrative.

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Yaaah, oh yaaah Ooooh, Thugger Yeah, Travis Scott Thugger, Thugger baby Yaah I pour a four up I call your hoe up Just to fuck her and show her I just went, got my dough up Pullin' off and I'm gone! Then I go and pour four up Then I roll up that roll up Then I'm callin' your hoe up (Like Brrrrr) Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) I know you're home, baby (It's lit!) I'm in the zone, baby (Straight up!) I just poured up a four baby (Yeah, yeah) Never will I cheat on you Never will I commit treason Blowin' a bag on you Do all of that for no reason I'ma pull up and murk too Hittin' the block and I'm bleedin' Throwing that Rollie on you I like the way it be freezin' (Brrrrr) Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) I know you're home, baby (It's lit!) I'm in the zone, baby (Straight up!) I just poured up a four baby (Yeah, yeah) Pour up a four of that Actavis Lean like my mothafuckin' granny did Super Bowl ring with big body Benz I stack it up now I'm just better livin' Got screws in my mouth, I'm just preppin' it I'm fucking this cash up, I'm not celibate I'm packin' it up like a reverend I need all this cash, I got hella kids I'ma play dumb and get left in the middle Back the fuck up, you too little Hit 'em with three like I'm Miller I don't talk to no man in the middle I don't talk to no man, I'm just kiddin' But I did pay my sister's tuition I feel lucky, I should play the lottery Walkin' off with it, like Sonny Liston Mama told me I'm her brightest star Mama told me don't hate on the law Because everybody got a job Because everybody wan' be a star (real shit, real shit) Please believe every motherfucker around here wan' be a part She gon' do anything in her power to be with ya' boy (Brrrrr) Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) I know you're home, baby (It's lit!) I'm in the zone, baby (Straight up!) I just poured up a four baby (Yeah, yeah) Never will l cheat on you Never will I commit treason Blowin' a bag on you Do all of that for no reason I'ma pull up and murk too Hittin' the block and I'm bleedin' Throwin' that Rollie on you I like the way you be freezin' Pick up the phone Macaulay Culkin' baby, Home Alone I thought I was right Then I had to man up, I was wrong I hate when we fight She in love with the pipe I draped her up in ice, I pour my four on ice Birds in the trap sing Brian McKnight Percocet and Codeine please don't take my life She had a dream with Celine So I bought it twice Young nigga make it right back tonight Girl you're so cute and your ass is nice Drinkin' on four and I'm shootin' dice Wrist polar bear, Klondike And I'm loving all races, hell nah don't discriminize Drinkin' on clean, sanitize Ostritch seats with the frog eyes If I ever call your phone baby Best believe it's only one time (Brrrrrr) Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) I know you're home, baby (It's lit!) I'm in the zone, baby (Straight up!) I just poured up a four baby (Yeah, yeah) Never will l cheat on you Never will I commit treason Blowin' a bag on you Do all of that for no reason I'ma pull up and murk too Hittin' the block and I'm bleedin' Throwin' that Rollie on you I like the way you be freezin' Pick up the phone (Pick up the phone) I'm in the zone, pick up the phone, baby I'm in the zone