Lyrical Breakdown of Bout That - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bout That" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Wiz Khalifa weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bout That" 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 Wiz Khalifa 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 Wiz Khalifa's narrative.
This lyrical analysis of "Bout That" not only celebrates Wiz Khalifa's artistic prowess but also serves as an educational tool for aspiring songwriters. If this analysis inspires you and you'd like to see your own songs analyzed in this way, join the Lazyjot community. Register at Lazyjot and start exploring the full potential of your lyrical creativity. Turn your thoughts into rhymes and your rhymes into songs with Lazyjot!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm all about the money
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah uh
Standin' on the couches blowin'
On some ounces (On some ounces)
Shit from out the country
Can't even pronounce it (Pronounce it)
Another 100k I got that all from tourin'
(All from tourin')
Throw it in the air just to
Let 'em know I'm ballin' (Know I'm ballin')
Get the hotel treat it like it's residential
(Residential)
Classic wit no diamonds in my presidential
(Presidential)
Take a look at me and you can tell I'm paid
(Tell I'm paid)
Makin' all these faces no Stevie J (Stevie J)
Smokin' weed, my hoodie and my leather on
(Leather on) i got a mill
Just need some shit to bet it on (Bet it on)
I got some tree to smoke so
They gon' let us burn (Let us burn)
The waitress bringin' bottles
I'm just yellin', "Church!"
(Church)
Standin' on the couches blowin' on some grass
(On some grass) these niggas talkin' shit
But hate'll never last (Never last)
Look at my section, VIP we showin' class
(Showin' class) kush in every joint Pierre
Jouet in every glass (Every glass)
You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin' every day that's why
They doubt that shit (That shit)
If we smokin' need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the
Crib without that shit
You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin' every day that's why
They doubt that shit (That shit)
If we smokin' need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the
Crib without that shit
Uh you know I'm about that ('Bout that)
Ain't never worried 'bout fallin' off
Cause I'ma bounce back (Bounce back)
Uh, where yo ounce at? (Ounce at)
You talkin' 'bout your fuckin' car
But where the house at? (House at)
Yea, I'm gettin cheese though (Cheese though)
Walk up in the club they
Treat me like I'm Nino (Nino)
Uh, sippin' Moet (Moet)
Got a couple cars that I ain't even drove yet
(Drove yet)
Yea, where's the champagne? (Champagne)
Told my jeweler put some diamonds
In my damn ring (Damn ring)
Club lookin' dry, I make it rain for 'em
(Rain for 'em)
Face another joint, call that a brainstorm
(Brainstorm)
Tatted from my feet up, VIP we meet up
(Meet up) gotta pour some liquor
Gotta roll some weed up (Weed up)
Then fill our face we get
Our plates and eat up (Plates and eat up)
Keep bringin' ace this ain't a race
But if it was we'd be first place
You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin' every day that's why
They doubt that shit
If we smokin' need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the
Crib without that shit
You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin' every day that's why
They doubt that shit
If we smokin' need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the
Crib without that shit