Lyrical Breakdown of The Payoff - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The Payoff" 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 "The Payoff" 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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Operator with an emergency breakthrough from your sister
Sampson, it's Sheila, Mama Phillips (shut up, bitch)
You tell Mr. Nice Guy to get his Jamaican ass
Over to my place at three o'clock tomorrow
Now, you don't want me to get ugly (no, sir)
Shit (alright, I'll tell 'em, oh my God)
You know me and how the game goes
Good Mary Jane and everythin' gold
Keep everythin' player, stay on my toes (woo kid)
Big business, I'm talkin' big bankrolls
I ain't like them, baby, I'll help you boss up
When they started hatin' on us, that's when they lost us
I want it all, baby, don't care what it cost us
Thinkin' it's over this year, you got the wrong one
I did it all for my dawgs, for my dawgs, for my dawgs
I did it all for my dawgs, for my dawgs, for my dawgs
Big bag, roll it with me, bad bitch talkin' to me
Big money, count it with me, bomb weed, spark it with me
Niggas steady look up to me, why they all talk about me?
Nigga, why you hatin' on me? You ain't gettin' nothin' out it
Mary Jane puffin', Khalifa cone stuffin', that don't mean nothin'
It's just another day, another million, tryna touch it
Don't know no other way
Put it in the safe, try to save that for a rainy day
You know me and how the game goes
Good Mary Jane and everythin' gold
Keep everythin' player, stay on my toes
Big business, I'm talkin' big bankrolls
I ain't like them, baby, I'll help you boss up
When they started hatin' on us, that's when they lost us
I want it all, baby, don't care what it cost us
Thinkin' it's over this year, you got the wrong one
I did it all for my dawgs, for my dawgs, for my dawgs
I did it all for my dawgs, for my dawgs, for my dawgs
What you see is what you get, that's Ferrari or Corvette
Or Porsche if you let, my bitch back out the set
Oh my goodness, all my diamonds hittin' reckless
Join my team at any time, I ain't even have to let the bitch
Always smokin' on that bomb, hit me up, I might detonate
Always on real nigga shit, so only real niggas I resonate with
Never hesitate, roll one, watch me elevate
You know me and how the game goes
Good Mary Jane and everythin' gold
Keep everythin' player, stay on my toes
Big business, I'm talkin' big bankrolls
I ain't like them, baby, I'll help you boss up
When they started hatin' on us, that's when they lost us
I want it all, baby, don't care what it cost us
Thinkin' it's over this year, you got the wrong one
I did it all for my dawgs, for my dawgs, for my dawgs
I did it all for my dawgs, for my dawgs, for my dawgs