Lyrical Breakdown of Solid Gold - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Solid Gold" 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 "Solid Gold" 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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Smoke you out properly
Roll with me, you see lots of weed
Like the doctor, we got degrees
Smokin' kush overseas
Satisfy her wants and her needs
She wit' me on her knees
Nigga, please, you ain't smokin' pounds like these
Take you out to the beach, let you feel a slight breeze
Got a car with no keys, take a joint and fill it with trees
Got a lot of girls on my team, I pull up, make 'em scream
I'm the hottest thing on the scene and my jar gasoline
I'm the nigga they leave with, fuck me all quarantine
Kushy all on my jеans, roll the weed, she suck me to sleep
Spеnd a couple of weekends, "Will you do the shrooms?"
She said, "All depends", if she get too lit, then tonight, she might spend
We like exclusive smoke
And exclusive girls too
Straight shots and pounds to blow
Real bosses, so we all grow
Live large, but every trip we take
The money always on the mind
From the doubt, remember one thing
We always gotta stay solid
Drink McQueen out the bottle
Take pictures of my bitch, she a model
Don't offer me yo' car, fool, I already got one
Bad bitch ridin' shotgun, mint condition '56
In the front '61 with the top gone
Ridin' 'round breakin' necks
Make 'em wonder what's next
Know I gotta come correct, rep the set
Anything on yo' chest, get it off, fool
All my niggas gangsters and this how we all move
We like exclusive smoke
And exclusive girls too
Straight shots and pounds to blow
Real bosses, so we all grow
Live large, but every trip we take
The money always on the mind
From the doubt, remember one thing
We always gotta stay solid
She gon' give it up, she ain't gon' never tease
Let her hit the kush, she weak in the knees
Take another shot right before she leave
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything
When I walk into the club, fill my glass up with McQueen