Lyrical Breakdown of Errday (feat. Juicy J) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Errday (feat. Juicy J)" 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 "Errday (feat. 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 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.
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Foreign cars, that's errday
A million off a tour, that's errday
Hundred broads, that errday
Gettin' this money livin' large in every way
(Smokin' dope) that's errday
(Run through yo doors) that's errday
(Pullin' hoes) that's errday
(Get money mo') that's errday
(Smokin' dope) that's errday
(Run through yo doors) that's errday
(Pullin' hoes) that's errday
(Get money mo') that's errday
Rappin' ass nigga
There go Wiz he a rappin' ass nigga
I'm in a Benz gettin' brain from a centerpiece
Before you can mention my name I need 10 at least
I know they hate 'cause of the paper that a nigga see
Light a J and say a prayer for my enemies
Yea, made men, bunch of made ass niggas
When you paid then you with some paid ass niggas
I heard that money grow on trees so I grew one
Left my old bitch at home, got a new one
Said that I quit drinking but I'm back at it
I said that I quit drinking but I'm back at it
Yo bitch leaving with us nigga that's tragic
The roof go in the trunk that's magic
She rollin' weed and she don't even smoke
Come to your job and make it flood you goin' need a boat
Foreign cars, that's errday
A million off a tour, that's errday
Hundred broads, that errday
Gettin' this money livin' large in every way
(Smokin' dope) that's errday
(Run through yo doors) that's errday
(Pullin' hoes) that's errday
(Get money mo') that's errday
(Smokin' dope) that's errday
(Run through yo doors) that's errday
(Pullin' hoes) that's errday
(Get money mo') that's errday
I'm 20 years in and I still win
Hangin' with the Taylors drinkin' Gin and I'm dancin'
Sunday I will ride the Bugatti, Monday I ride Benz
Any chick and all of her friends you know I'm tossin'
Big money spend, lil' money fold
You got 1 grill, Juicy got 4
Only club that I like gotta have poles
Only fuck with model chicks but I play with hoes
My mansion sittin' on 40 acres, who the neighbors?
Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper
An Aston Mar' through the hood I don't need no waiver
'Cause if you niggas get wrong, I'm a see you later
Blaooow, blaoow, bloaw
Foreign cars, that's errday
A million off a tour, that's errday
Hundred broads, that errday
Gettin' this money livin' large in every way
(Smokin' dope) that's errday
(Run through yo doors) that's errday
(Pullin' hoes) that's errday
(Get money mo') that's errday
(Smokin' dope) that's errday
(Run through yo doors) that's errday
(Pullin' hoes) that's errday
(Get money mo') that's errday