Lyrical Breakdown of F*ck Love - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "F*ck Love" 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 "F*ck Love" 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.
- 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 Trina's narrative.
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Fuck love, what's that?
You fucking around then coming back
No time for games, I got a plane to catch
I don't want the ring, if it ain't meant
I'm trying to make this love thing work
Next minute I be thinking,
Gotta curve this nigga got nerve
Tryna play me for a bird
I don't this shit
You can keep that purse
You can keep that whip
You can have that bitch
You'll never find another ten caramel skin
Wit the right tan
I don't fuck with the hype man
So stop hyping shit
Like it's still the first night, damn
Been let you hit it
Bout a hunned times
From the room kitchen
Like one more round
When I use to do the dishes
You was all up in it
Now you wanna act different
You trying to give a nigga tough love
But shawty know I give her nuff love
So mama if you keep this up love
Then you gon have me singing
Fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love
Girl you have me singing like fuck love, fuck love, fuck love
Girl you have me singing like
Hold up hold up hold up
All these rich niggas know me
I was in the benzo drop, drop
Hundred bands on a trophie
Talking bout who you want
I'm in a new lauraunt
And this king size is where you belong
And we argued until you was wrong
And I fucked around and tried to lose it all
But I, shit I'm right back here
Late for night for the night cap here
Take flight for the night back here
Fuck around get it right back here
Know I'm calling up
Is you gon fall or what
Cuz when you fuck wit me
You know it's all or none
You trying ti give a nigga tough love
But shawty know I give her nuff love
So mama if you keep this up love
Then you gon have me singing fuck love
Fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love
Girl you have me singing like fuck love, fuck love, fuck love
Girl you have me singing like
All that I want is you
Can't let you go
Can't waste my time
Please don't you tease me
Please don't you tease
Cause all I got to tell you
I know your love is true
With what you put me through