Lyrical Breakdown of Clappers (feat. Nicki Minaj & Juicy J) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Clappers (feat. Nicki Minaj & Juicy J)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Wale weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Clappers (feat. Nicki Minaj & Juicy J)" 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 Wale 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 Wale's narrative.
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Don't mind me baby, heh
We takin' over summer
Young Gifted, haha
Let's take it home, champ
Ayy, ayy, look
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
Woo, uh (work, work)
Clappers to the front, front, front, front (okay, okay)
Clappers to the front, front, front, front (okay)
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
(Ayy, Wale) woo
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, I put the city on
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, then I put my niggas on
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, I ain't gotta say too much
It's fan participation, keepin' rainy in the stadium
Ooh, see that from a block away
I ain't pessimistic but I dropped a couple knot today
Ooh, bet she call you not today
I told 'em all my lot is out
I know the dame like Skylar team
Ooh, I wonder if she shot out
I just know her favorite song is "Started from the Bottom"
And I ain't hatin' mama, fact I wanna take your number
Said you save yo' bread from Magic somethin' happened then went walla
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
Uh (work, work)
Clappers to the front, front, front, front (okay, okay)
Clappers to the front, front, front, front (okay)
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah (yessir)
Shawty come shake that ass for me
Let a trippy nigga see what you workin' with
Can you clap that ass, do a handstand
Girl, make your booty wiggle, do a perfect split
She got the fattest ass, she got the perfect tits
I wanna get some head, come on work your lips
I'm high in the clouds I'm not comin' down
I'm so turned up I can't find the ground (sippy)
Sippin' syrup by the gallon, smokin' Kush by the pound
Make it flood with the ones, broke bitch might drown
Juicy got chips like Frito-Lay
And I'm fuckin' these chicks out of D.O.a
I'm so dope boy fresh that you think that I'm sellin' blow
Take your chick to VIP and get her pregnant in her throat
Shawty bust it open for me, I might throw this cash
Shawty throw that ass like a Hail Mary pass
I'm fuckin' me a new chick every night
Make that ass clap, I don't care about that cellulite
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
Uh (work, work)
Clappers to the front, front, front, front (okay, okay)
Clappers to the front, front, front, front (okay)
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah (woo)
Clappers to the front, got a Backwood full of skunk
Got a white boy with the funnel gentrifying, that's what's up
Look, clappers to the front, all you niggas got the skumps
Now she find a bust it loose, screamin' rest in peace to Chuck
It's that DMV, we up at KOD
And I can CC in these CC's
But don't be OC
Uh, shout out to that cellulite
Got a real bad bitch that will sell you white
Got another bad bitch that will sex you right
Got a couple hoodrats on Section 8
Make a nigga cum, don't procrastinate
Ass on five-o, come crack the case
Got ass for days, come activate
This ass on fire, evacuate
Throw that ass in the air, evaporate
Where your money? Let a bitch evaluate
If you 'bout big money, elaborate
I'ma shake this ass 'til I graduate, nigga
Look, shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
Uh, clappers to the front, front, front, front (okay, okay)
Clappers to the front, front, front, front (okay)
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
Uh, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Uh, bounce, bounce, look, look
Screamin' rest in peace to Chuck, yeah, yeah
Sayin' rest in peace to Chuck, yeah, yeah
Sayin' rest in peace to Chuck, yeah, yeah
And in that city I'm the one, let's go, Scotty
E. Street, D. Sreet, Rosedale, Sursum Corda, Paradise, Carver Terrace, 1-5
Parkland, Garfield, Palmer Park, 2-5, Kentland, Benning Park, Simple City, Simple City
Let's go
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh-