Lyrical Breakdown of Paperbond - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Paperbond" 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 "Paperbond" 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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Yup, yeah yeah
Oh, ha ha
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup (yup)
I got enough weed to last me for the rest of my motherfuckin' life
Ain't gon' never run out
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah)
Uh, get the cork out the bottle
Get that money up and make your style a lil' harder to follow
I've been hustlin' all the time, that's the only thing I know
Now my watch is worth 30 thousand, got Cuban links and Italian boy I'm gettin' it
Ridin' in my ride lookin' filthy rich
Killin' these niggas, I ain't innocent,
My bad, ain't paid the cost, see they just watch me then copy my swag
Say I fell off that's where you lost me
How's that when my name is in my upholstery
I'm rollin' up and goin' places across seas
Hopin' the neighbor don't smell the shit I bake
And every day I'm on another plane I hardly sleep, but hey I wouldn't have it any other way
Now here we are, now there we go (now there we go)
You holdin' on to where we smoke it all to'day
Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go
Now here we are (I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane but I'll be back again)
Now there we go (back again) now there we go
Now here we are (I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane but I'll be back again)
Now there we go (back again) now there we go
Uh, so much money that when I pull up
Hop out and walk in the bank teller look at me funny
Know how much I get, know I'm liable to walk up in this bitch
Like Tony with big blue bags of this shit
And tell 'em, "Count it up"
Ridin' round in that Cali' got OG kush in my body
My nigga I keep it G and that's Gucci or that Giani
I'm gettin' dressed for the airport to pose for the paparazzi huh?
Mo' money, mo' problems, not how icy huh?
Mo' money, mo' Roberto Cavalli, bruh
Damn, ain't it funny how time pass
Only nigga in first class
Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go
Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go
Now here we are (I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane but I'll be back again)
Now there we go (back again) now there we go
Now here we are (I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane but I'll be back again)
Now there we go (back again) now there we go