Lyrical Breakdown of My Ex Best Friend (feat. James Fauntleroy) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "My Ex Best Friend (feat. James Fauntleroy)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Travis Scott weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "My Ex Best Friend (feat. James Fauntleroy)" 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 Travis Scott 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 Travis Scott's narrative.
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Baby, love, baby, baby, you're my love
Baby, love, baby, baby, you're my love
Get a nigga, get a-
Baby (baby!), love
Baby, baby (know that I need 'ya baby)
You're my love
Baby (baby!), love
Baby, baby (know that I will need 'ya baby)
You're my love (know that I will need 'ya baby)
Late night, scrollin' through my call log
Had too much to drink, so I called ya
We been on and off for a long time
How 'bout I come to your job and just spend time?
Damn, Goddamn, you always do it, damn
We get it at demand, got me thumbin' through them bands
I thank your momma for your damn features
Yo' ass on Pam, I swear I ain't lyin', Gina
Thought that we would never talk again
'Cause you always call me up at the wrong time
Everybody love me, baby (everybody love me, baby)
Can't nobody love me like you (ooh-ooh-oooh)
Everybody love you, baby (oooh-oooh-oooh)
Can't nobody love me like you (like you)
Post-Chorus: Travis Scott & James Fauntleroy]
Baby, love, baby (know I need you), baby, you're my love
You always call me up at the wrong time (baby)
I be up late, obeying no signs, no (know that I need 'ya baby)
Won't you come over an' just roll mine? (yeah, baby)
I'ma mix somethin' for the long drive home
Baby, love, baby, baby, you're my love
Baby, love, baby, baby, you're my love
Wishin' I controlled time, wishin' I could do it
Wishin' for a long time just to set the mood in
We be goin' all night, but you just abusin'
Always had my phone line, but you never used it
Now you see me goin' up, now I'm glowin' up
I been, I been in that DB truck with my Courtney Love, ohh-oh
Everybody love me, baby (everybody love me, baby)
Can't nobody love me like you (like you)
Can only be you, can only be you
Everybody love me, baby (everybody love me, baby)
Can't nobody love me like you (like you)
Baby, love, baby, baby, you're my love
Get a nigga, get a-
Baby, love, baby, baby, you're my love
Get a nigga, get a-