Lyrical Breakdown of You Got It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "You Got It" 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 "You Got It" 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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May this song reach your heart May this song reach your heart Hey one time, hey one time One time Throw your hands to the sky tonight Cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the world right now But I gotta make sure I'm right And girl you damn right If your head right, I'll be there every night I just might change your life Cause baby You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) Hey Cole World, real cold world I watch it hit the floor and watch it drop it real low girl Last time I seen you, you was a lil old girl I had a crush now we grown and we still so thorough Clap for her, work it till you exhausted I swear nothing worse than a bad bh that lost it Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb a Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb a When you was leaving, did he put up a fight Was he stressing you, wasn't fing you right Well one man's trash is another man's treasure One man's pain is another man's pleasure One damn thing you can't change is the weather But even if it rain, we get rained on together It's whatever, you shine, I shine I know you got a 9-5 I'll be your 5-9 Hey one time, hey one time One time Throw your hands to the sky tonight Cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the world right now But I gotta make sure I'm right And girl you damn right If your head right, I'll be there every night I just might change your life Cause baby You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) May this song reach your heart May this song reach your heart Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror I'm picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer High heel wearer, hell of a body First one to spot you and I ain't telling nobody Nope, I'm peeking at your a, winking at your a If I dont bag I'll be thinking bout your a For the whole week, no time for cold feet She too bad to pa, so fine I'm gon' speak I tell her my name Jermaine I'm tryna be low key She tell me I got that flame, your rhymes are so deep Man, girl thank you sh you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you Hold up for these other nas roll up and try and get ya The ones that say they riders but never do ride with ya I'm tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number And let them lames get your old number Hey one time, hey one time One time Throw your hands to the sky tonight Cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the world right now But I gotta make sure I'm right And girl you damn right If your head right, I'll be there every night I just might change your life Cause baby You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) May this song reach your heart May this song reach your heart Roc Nation, Wale Look, Cole world, still a cold world And a couple you is cool but we a little more thorough Whole time, a little more girls You know I spit that sick sh and there's still no cure Hold up, loud packs like I got cancer Choking on them white boys make a Black Panther Love my women with high heels and high standards And only cheat on my broad if I run out of answers I got that vicious flow, Moncler winter coat I ain't superstitious I make all these broads split my pole You dig it, this sh ain't for beginners I'm something like a fetus, I'm not quite kidding And there's something you ain't seeing like I block your vision Like my Remy with no juice, you a lot like Bishop Hundred K in twenty-two hours See money talks, you muthafers is Boomhauer No check back, in debt yep Loud in my jay, y'all smoke that Gallaudet Higher than I need to be Flyer cause I need to be Love our conversation but it's late right now I need to beat One time for the Ville that Cole rep Another time for the city of slow dh I dont understand why these nas so vexed I dont need no chains with no cross to know that I'm blessed Hey one time, hey one time One time Throw your hands to the sky tonight Cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the world right now But I gotta make sure I'm right And girl you damn right If your head right, I'll be there every night I just might change your life Cause baby You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) You got it (you got it) May this song reach your heart May this song reach your heart