Lyrical Breakdown of Swisha And Dosha - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Swisha And Dosha" 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 "Swisha And Dosha" 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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Knalmtalkinbout? Like we always do about this time, bitch! I got candy in my cup (cup), candy in my 'gar ('gar) Candy on my wrist (wrist), candy on my car (car) Smokin on this chocolate, my neckpiece is so sparkling Man I feel so awkward when I ain't got no barre to sip I keep a whole zip (whole zip), a whole clip (a whole clip) In case these pussy niggas wanna trip (uh) Fly high boy (boy), high fly boy (boy) 'Fore I fly high, lookin at them jackers in their eye (eye) I remember when a rapper was a go-getta (go-getta) Now all these rappers is some hoe niggas (uh) Hide behind the guards at the show nigga (uh) Don't want no pussy, homosexual, on the low nigga That's y'all (that's y'all), I from the old school (uh!) Like MJG and Ball, like Devin the Dude I know Short Dog (Dog), the real Short Dog (Dog) You see me draped in drip, jumped out the whip on Sunset Strip Swishas and dosha, blowin' and driving Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies Swishas and dosha, blowin' and driving Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies Swishas and dosha Fuck niggas bumpin gums, real niggas be bumpin screw (screw) So don't get bumped up, just in case a real G bump into you I'm like Bumpy Knuckles, buck with nothin but ready rockers That's down for pistol play (on who?), on boys that's steady knockers Got boppers that's steady jockin, groupie niggas in my ear Bitch I'ma self-made trillionaire, get your soft ass outta here Weak niggas wanna plead their case (case), just to raise up out my face (face) I ain't got that time to waste, punch your mouth and knock out the taste You MySpacin and Facebookin, playin games with them toys I'm in the streets where gangstas meet, while you're online with them boys So step your game up, build your name up, quit your talkin and quit your doin All that planning and contemplating. when the fuck you gon' start pursuing? Cars ain't driving themselves, mansions ain't building themselves They waiting for Annie Mae and they need to stop feelin themselves They wealth ain't comin until they earn it But that somethin they won't know 'til they learn it, while burnin- Swishas and dosha, blowin' and driving Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies Swishas and dosha, blowin' and driving Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies Swishas and dosha I'ma tell you pussy niggas once again (once again) Ain't had no friends since I left the pen (uh) It's some niggas I respect in the rap game (game) And it's some niggas that I better not hear sayin my fucckin name (uh) You say I love a stripper (bitch), pullin down my zipper (bitch) That hoe was payin me, bitch don't try to play with me! (bitch) You runnin from the fight, hiding bitch, I stay with it (with it) You gotta problem with me, go to Lil J with it This is UGK, get it? Bun and Pimp, Pimp and Bun Real OG's that's stayin hard, you comin limp simply son They want it, we can give 'em some (But) probably not what they wanna see Trill ass niggas certified, ain't never been no wanna-be (naw) Has-been's, Never-was, Past-due, Out-dated Can't nobody from the North, East, West, or South fade it (at all) You talkin down but we comin up as well as comin down So Pimp sum it up baby Swishas and dosha, blowin' and driving Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies Swishas and dosha, blowin' and driving Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies Swishas and dosha, blowin' and driving Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies Swishas and dosha, blowin' and driving Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies Swishas and dosha