Lyrical Breakdown of Rich Kids - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rich Kids" 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 "Rich Kids" 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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Beat that motherfucker up, Quad
Ron Ron, do that shit
Besides me there ain't no real niggas left
A big joint, two charms on my chest
It look like water in that bitch but that's diamond
The bitch wanna see the top but still climbing
Hold up, ain't no top on my whip
I don't call her to fuck, just get top from the bitch
A million followers, popular bitch
A million pounds, I smoke legit
A million hoes but I still handle business
Ten bitches on a business trip
Little homie, you should witness this
I'ma leave my money so my kids get rich
They say I look like Batman sliding in a whip
They say the girls love Wiz, well, rub on your tits (go 'head, baby)
They say the niggas love Wiz well roll up a zip
If I was you, lil' nigga, I'd be tryna get rich
Pull 'em to the side, I ain't tryna make love
Let her do shrooms, she ain't ever did drugs
Used to be a customer, now I'm the plug
Seen her suck dick on the cam, that's a plus
And I don't gotta talk 'cause my Benz speak
Couple real niggas, that's family
Blowing on KK smoke so I can't see
She say the dick taste like candy
Niggas act like hoes so they can't be gang
They do shit that's all kinda lame
Might kick off my shoes on a private plane
Might fuck on your bitch and get high today
They say I look like Batman sliding in a whip
They say the girls love Wiz, well, rub on your tits (go 'head, baby)
They say the niggas love Wiz well roll up a zip
If I was you, lil' nigga, I'd be tryna get rich
Yeah, man, it's still going
The firepit is-is-is kickin' right now, you know, uh
'Bout to get some hookah for the girls
My niggas on the pool table, it is what it is