Lyrical Breakdown of Napkins - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Napkins" 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 "Napkins" 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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I need my mother fucking keys Hold on Bitch you got my keys Gimme those shits Oh now I'm ready You start my mother fucking car Yeah! spark one up Big Jerm! I'm getting faded while I drive Got your bitch up in my ride Smoke up in the car and it's leather all inside I'm playin old school pimpin Got your bitch with me that's right homie and we trippin. I'm getting faded while I drive Got your bitch up in my ride Smoke up in the car and it's leather all inside I'm playin old school pimpin Got your bitch with me that's right homie and we trippin. 67 impala that's with a lot of work My bitch want her hair to blow so I'ma need a vert It's never a drought never in need of the work I see you p**sys from the far in need of a skirt You know I ride playin old school pimpin Got your bitch with me homie ohh, that's why you're trippin Well let me get my luggage that car is bout your budget She say I go fuck it start the juice like Nantucket She doing things for me that she don't do it when you around Prince of the city two bust her down Alaskan sports ya that's cold game She doing what she doing I don't know her name But you say that that's your girlfriend and give her tornado Got her cut up in my whirlwind You know I got the juice no bishop though Red cups sipping slow... hoe! I'm getting faded while I drive Got your bitch up in my ride Smoke up in the car and it's leather all inside I'm playin old school pimpin Got your bitch with me that's right homie and we trippin. I'm getting faded while I drive Got your bitch up in my ride Smoke up in the car and it's leather all inside I'm playin old school pimpin Got your bitch with me that's right homie and we trippin. I be with some hippie niggas trippie niggas Always smoking with these niggas If you got a zone and numbers to my phone then hit me nigga Flashy nigga leaving rental cars around with ashes nigga Get a joint roll it light it hit it twice then pass it nigga Famous niggas at the party smell some weed and blame us nigga You'd be what some smoking on and don't know what the name is nigga I'll be with the gangest niggas pound o'weed and gangest bitches Standing on the couch just drinking out the bottle taking pictures Yeah and my card ain't got no limit and my automor Is sick and hoe got it so I spend it On the first class flight but I go private in a minute What you want I probably got it tryin to do I probably did it Ahh And my gang so wit it You niggas act like bitches Emotional, usually smoke one for you haters But right now I'm smoking two I'm getting faded while I drive Got your bitch up in my ride Smoke up in the car and it's leather all inside I'm playin old school pimpin Got your bitch with me that's right homie and we trippin. I'm getting faded while I drive Got your bitch up in my ride Smoke up in the car and it's leather all inside I'm playin old school pimpin Got your bitch with me that's right homie and we trippin.