Lyrical Breakdown of Money, Hoes & Power - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Money, Hoes & Power" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how UGK weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Money, Hoes & Power" 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 UGK 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 UGK's narrative.
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Yeah
Ha ha, yeah
That's right
Uh, uh-huh
Mothafuckas, come on
It's that little College Park nigga
Back then they called me Long though
Niggas hate me cause I'm great and platinum every song go
Hoes love me cause I, cause I keep it comin' strong and yo
I'm a pimp with mine
Everytime I don't give a fuck who she
Is, bitch you can go and get another
Cause they love us niggas in the fast life
Niggas that can put it down and came up with they cash right
Keep 'em, keep 'em in the mall, fresh
Ball, every night, that's my life
I come through anytime I want to and hit that ass right
I'm like a flashlight walkin' cause of all of my bling
One of the baddest mothafuckas that the game has seen
Think about it, from the first time that you heard me
Way back in the 90's early
Me and my pimpin' out here doin' our thing, that's why
I got the money, hoes, and power
Baby you can see that you cuttin', I'm all about cha
But if you not I'm feelin' this, girl I ain't trippin'
All day, all night, I be steady pimpin', pimpin'
I got the money, hoes, and power
Baby you can see that you cuttin', I'm all about cha
But if you not I'm feelin' this, girl I ain't trippin'
All day, all night, I be steady pimpin', pimpin'
Still smokin' out, pourin' up, keep these bitches hoein' up
They pray Pimp C long bread cause everything I touch it be blowin' up
Candy car, I'm a star, choppin' blades, sippin' on barre
Young pimp, I'm from the South, the thug
I'll put that piece in your mouth
Sweet jawn, fuck the clone, keep a Lexus bitch on my phone
All my cars blaze chrome, bitch can't
Leave my dick alone, 'lone, 'lone
You ain't from no Memphis bitch
Cause I was playin' Project Pat, hittin' the switch
Puttin' the dick up in your dame
Now let me try to make you say my name
Since '91 I've been grippin' grain, now the
Bitch nigga wanna steal my fame, fame, fame
I be at home smokin' dro, dro
And see a nigga doin' the Jay-Z on his video
But I'm Young Pimp, steak and shrimp, flyin' high like a blimp
Write my name in sky on the track
And tell that bitch to bring my money back, back, back, back, bitch
I got the money, hoes, and power
Baby you can see that you cuttin', I'm all about cha
But if you not I'm feelin' this, girl I ain't trippin'
All day, all night, I be steady pimpin', pimpin'
I got the money, hoes, and power
Baby you can see that you cuttin', I'm all about cha
But if you not I'm feelin' this, girl I ain't trippin'
All day, all night, I be steady pimpin', pimpin'
Well if it ain't cash I don't want it, I'm a million dollar striver
I get liver than a pistol pushin', Glock punchin', nine to fiver
High diver, with more tricks up my sleeve than your boy MacGyver
A conniver that'll get you voted off my island like Survivor
Is you blind? My pimpin' known to get better with age like a fine wine
And it's time, open up your blinds
Let my razor pimp light shine inside of your mind
Cause I'm two steps ahead of your slow roll
You best to get a grip on your world
'Fore I rip and put that Miracle Whip on your girl
Pimp her, let a trick sip on a pearl, whatever way that is
Old sucker for love Titty Baby mamas, boy that's just the way that is
And that's the way that it's gon' be
So you might as well take your little Heartbreak Hotel resides
Stuck in the mud but still ridin' ass off and mow me, cause uh
I got the money, hoes, and power
Baby you can see that you cuttin', I'm all about cha
But if you not I'm feelin' this, girl I ain't trippin'
All day, all night, I be steady pimpin', pimpin'
I got the money, hoes, and power
Baby you can see that you cuttin', I'm all about cha
But if you not I'm feelin' this, girl I ain't trippin'
All day, all night, I be steady pimpin', pimpin'
Bounce, come on, bounce, come on, bounce, come on, keep bouncing
Bounce, come on, bounce, come on, bounce, come on, keep bouncing
Bounce, come on, bounce, come on, bounce, come on