Lyrical Breakdown of OG (feat. Curren$y) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "OG (feat. Curren$y)" 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 "OG (feat. Curren$y)" 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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Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Young nigga that's more famous than these older niggas Young nigga got my game up from these older niggas Motherfuckers hear my name, I say I told you nigga I was taught to count my paper 'fore I fold it nigga Now look at my chains, all them things frozen nigga Rolling up my Mary Jane before I smoke it with ya Hit this J, I bet this be a day you don't remember Looking at the top and I don't see not one contender Cooking out the pot, I like my weed for lunch and dinner Got some cookies in the jar, OG in the blender You paying for quantity, but quality is what you spend for If there's a marijuana-ology, I'll be your mentor And all about this chronic leaf is what in for So give your parents my apology for me again or Get high like we Cheech and Chong We gon' eat some brownies, we gon' smoke, we gon' need some bongs Roll up so we can all Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Killer Cali is what we blow OG nigga from way down low Known for banging the blue C rag Started off smoking nothing but Zags Popping P's, chopping trees 501's, all of these All y'all invited, ignite it, light it, now follow me Laid out, plush couch, flat screen television Table full of vegetation so you just might stun a nigga That's what it is, that's what it's gon' be East side long beach where I'm from Bring your girls, all y'all come Give me some, now give her some It's big Mac, I love to have fun You are, you are the one If you get it or do it, then it'll be just like 2 on 1 Break it down, lay it down Baby work that body like At the pad, acting bad Baby what that party like? Moving so schizophrenic Baby pull down your panties Let the Doggy dog ram it I cram to undertsand it Back room that's my bedroom Make her right up in it Close the door, slow, open show I'm 'bout to slide up in it Smoke something Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Having money and blowing hella chronic Smoke I'm stunting Cutlass on them chrome spokes with the engine running Sounding like a dinosaur if the stomach rumbling Your bitch at the window cause she know I'm coming She tell you that she 'bout to go jogging and on the corner She jump in, take her to the honeycomb Stuffing kush, playing Megaman three Your Wonderwoman giving dome out Miami Said she never leave me 'lone, She wan' have a family She just high, tomorrow night, she'll be titties out, dancing Trying to leave with the next nigga in a Aston So why get caught up I'm too swift up on my toes to have my name brought up In sewing circles with them hoes I rather be a straight G rolling up a whole OZ of that OG have them KO'ed Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go If you don't know you won't know You in the presence of the two-time defending champ Knees down I smoke weed for a living First event we gonna do Is called style