Lyrical Breakdown of My Bitches - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "My Bitches" 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 "My Bitches" 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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[Chorus] My bitches (2x) I love my bitches (Repeat) I like to get it on the pole Get get it on the pole (2x) She workin that shit Get get it on the pole (3x) Now she get money bitch Verse 1: I love my bitches, I love my bitches All my bitches, we all damn bitches From my 95 mami sippin bottles And the strippers We go get it Allergic to broke niggers & If you got it, you betta flaunt it You gotta make a nigga bad, make him really want it And then she gotta believe that you gonna get it I guarentee you he'll spend a little money on it See [?] with your hundred stacks of dollars We gon hit the mall, comin back with the prada Then we in the stores with the bag full of gifts fo me This for my bitches, I can show you how to get money! [Chorus] My bitches (2x) I love my bitches (Repeat) I like to get it on the pole Get get it on the pole (2x) She workin that shit Get get it on the pole (3x) Get get money bitch Verse 2: I love my bitches, I love my bitches All my bitches, with all they riches Diamonds on the wristes Pose up for the pictures Hair and nails did, And the heels so vicious Gotta get the dough, gotta gotta get the dough It dont matter how you get it Girl you get it and you go When you close to hit it, you betta let a nigga know Throw up your middle fingers if you killin them other hoes See I dont know why all them hoes tell all them lies All that big talk they barely gettin by I'm rollin with 20 bitches so we lookin hella fly Now get money bitches, We all certified. [Chorus] My bitches (2x) I love my bitches (Repeat) I like to get it on the pole Get get it on the pole (2x) She workin that shit Get get it on the pole (3x) Get get money bitch Verse 3: Now ask your ex nigga what he want from me, Cause being broke as a joke aint funny. We drink nuvo, and pop bubbly The life of a boss bitch, so lovely I got the car keys now he think he gon fuck me Nigga please you aint neva gon touch me! My bitches, get money Fuck niggas, get money. [Chorus] My bitches (2x) I love my bitches (Repeat) I like to get it on the pole Get get it on the pole (2x) She workin that shit Get get it on the pole (3x) Get get money bitch