Lyrical Breakdown of I Do - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "I Do" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Twista weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "I Do" 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 Twista 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 Twista's narrative.
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I'm doin' me and you should do you
Why you worried 'bout me, you need to worry 'bout you
I'm, I'm doin' me and you should do you
Why you worried 'bout me, you need to worry 'bout you
Yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Yeah, yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Why you, why you worried 'bout me?
You need to worry 'bout you, yeah boy, I do
Act, act a damn fool, ball and I talk shit on every cut I do
Yeah boy, I do
Dr-dress like it's my duty, the stitchin' in the pants
Match the brown in my Gucci
Ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah boy, I do
Blow, blow, blow one before court
Then pull up on your block in the new four door Porsche
Yeah, yeah boy, I do
Talk, talk business on my cellular
Smoke a lot of weed and make money on the regular
Yeah boy, I do
Be, be, be, be about mine
Take my cars to the club in a single file line
Yeah boy, I do, windy city campaign
Fuck the orange juice, I mix the 'Tron with the champagne
Ya, ya, ya, yeah boy, I do
A hundred thousand for the watch
A hundred thousand for the car
A couple thousand for the glocks
Yeah boy, I do, get, get nice, I do
See the way the outfit match up with ice, I do
I'm doin' me and you should do you
Why you worried 'bout me, you need to worry 'bout you
I'm, I'm doin' me and you should do you
Why you worried 'bout me, you need to worry 'bout you
Yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Yeah, yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Why you, why you worried 'bout me?
You need to worry 'bout you, yeah boy, I do
St-st-stay fuckin' with the crooks, peel the backwood
And mix the sour diesel with the kush
Yeah boy, I do, smoke, smoke out my perimeter
This Benz is so, so sick that
They gonna have to take my temperature
Ya, ya, ya, yeah boy, I do
Stay flooded like a star
Make the color of the diamonds match the color of the car
Yeah, yeah boy, I do, play, play a G Shock
If I'm in the club I got on the AP watch
Yeah boy, I do
Stay, stay sippin' on the Goose
Then throw twenties at the thickest one in here that's gettin' loose
Yeah boy, I do, the da, the damn thing soon
As I get up in the motherfuckin' champagne room
Ya, ya, ya, yeah boy, I do
Range Rover, white body
White 24, Vellano's while you sittin' on Asanti
Yeah boy, I do, the truck candy blue
Suede interior, killin' 'em with the strut I do 'cause
I'm doin' me and you should do you
Why you worried 'bout me, you need to worry 'bout you
I'm, I'm doin' me and you should do you
Why you worried 'bout me, you need to worry 'bout you
Yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Yeah, yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Why you, why you worried 'bout me?
You need to worry 'bout you, yeah boy I do
No, nothin' less than stackin' dollars and I stay lookin' fresh
In nothin' less than Parish and Prada
Yeah boy, I do, I'm only fuckin' with ya boss
I ain't gotta break it down, I just get it all off
Ya, ya, ya, yeah boy, I do
Ma, ma, move, move with alarm
I'm not a shark in the water, I'm a school of piranha
Yeah boy, I do, in the Maybach on my iPad
Shut the curtain on the haters whenever I ride past
I'm doin' me and you should do you
Why you worried 'bout me, you need to worry 'bout you
I'm, I'm doin' me and you should do you
Why you worried 'bout me, you need to worry 'bout you
Yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Yeah, yeah boy, I do and you should do you
Why you, why you worried 'bout me?
You need to worry 'bout you, yeah boy I do