Lyrical Breakdown of Ain't S**t - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ain't S**t" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Trina weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Ain't S**t" 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 Trina employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick the pearl tongue, nigga, keep your dick
Get the fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coupe and make a quick run
Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick the pearl tongue, nigga, keep your dick
Get the fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coupe and make a quick run
See, me and my boos, we got grands to use
With terrible attitudes nigga, who needs you?
Huh, you got your dirty ass feet on my couch
And smoking motherfucking weed in my house
Is you sick yo?
I want you to get him and your dogs
To stop grabbin doorknobs, or hustle and rob
Or get a job, get the fuck out of dodge (you heard that?)
You eat me this evening, you don't even deserve that
'Cause I'm a bank roll having bitch
Mercedes Benz 6, double O having bitch, I'm fabulous
And immaculate with nice curves
I game hers for the furs, and the Iceberg
You got nerves, old broke ass, not-having-no-dough ass
Slow ass, sleeping-on-my floor ass, no yayo ass nigga
You fake bitch, you make women hate dick, 'cause you ain't shit
Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick the pearl tongue, nigga, keep your dick
Get the fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coupe and make a quick run
Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick the pearl tongue, nigga, keep your dick
Get the fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coupe and make a quick run
You that same old nigga
With the same low figures
'Cept the lies getting bigger
And the sex lacks the vigor
Got used to the quickies, now your ass is just wack
Trying to fuck my girl, behind my back, imagine that
I told her go ahead and try it just for the laughter
Now we're both feeling bad for all the hoes you're going after
Looks can be deceiving, and you're popping much game
Crib in your mom's name, claim of fortune and fame
Dressed in Iceberg, senese still attached
Rocking a gator, fake Rollie, hollow links to match
I sit back and watch, as you dig yourself deeper
Digits all in your beeper, you want her, better keep her
Last night you was all up in the club, slinging grips
Slipping DJ Roslay, giving dick tips away
Basically, you was holding like you just went pro
Little did they know, you was flossing my dough
No, I got to go, before you cause a bitch to flick
From waistline to the bottom, you know niggas ain't shit
Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick the pearl tongue, nigga, keep your dick
Get the fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coupe and make a quick run
Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick the pearl tongue, nigga, keep your dick
Get the fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coupe and make a quick run
You ain't shit to me yo
I'm spending grands down in Rio
Manaje' in trio, garage like it cee-lo
4, 5, 6 Range Rov, 4.6, I lay low
While you hoes slob dick, you back in balling ass
Niggas ain't shit, taste the clit
And y'all pussy licking and shit
Wanna go low on me like a basement?
That's why I don't see none of y'all
You better recognize game, bitch, while I sit in front of y'all
I don't owe you shit, nigga you owe me
I'm 'bout to change the locks, nigga, keep the gold key
You better get your shit, take it to your mamy house
Let me show what a bitch from Miami 'bout
You got me fucked up, nigga ain't no free nut
Unless you coming, VVS marquis cut
Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick the pearl tongue, nigga, keep your dick
Get the fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coupe and make a quick run
Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick the pearl tongue, nigga, keep your dick
Get the fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coupe and make a quick run
Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick the pearl tongue, nigga, keep your dick
Get the fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coupe and make a quick run
Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Lick the pearl tongue, nigga, keep your dick
Get the fuck out after I cum
So I can hop in my Coupe and make a quick run