Lyrical Breakdown of But I'm Bulletproof - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "But I'm Bulletproof" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Dolph weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "But I'm Bulletproof" 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 Young Dolph employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Ay, put all them hunnids in a shoebox
Put all them twenties in a bag (ay)
Niggas can't see me, man
I know you hate this shit
Niggas can't touch me
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
Bad bitch, lil' mama pussy drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
Catch 'em at the red light and leave 'em drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Bulletproof vest, Bentley around my neck (a check)
I put the Dracos up, bought out the carbons and the techs (ammo)
Tattoo on her thigh and it say slippery when wet (slippery when wet)
I just fucked this rich bitch, we had million dollar sex (hey)
Can't get shot by Cupid so I fucked her with my vest (huh)
Only thing can make me move is dead presidents (ay)
Lil' nigga droppin' swag all over your television (uh)
I like her 'cause when we first met, she act sadity (yeah, yeah)
I fucked a girl and passed that bitch just like a frisbee (yeah, yeah)
I got some niggas sellin' Bobby and sellin' Whitney (uh-huh)
I got some niggas still robbin', they addicted (uh)
Dead man, I be dead fresh (fresh as fuck, ay)
Bad bitch, lil' mama pussy drippin' wet (drippin', drippin')
I'mma die 'bout my money, power, and respect (ay)
Just count 3 million cash in my bulletproof vest (ha, yeah)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
Bad bitch, lil' mama pussy drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
Catch 'em at the red light and leave 'em drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
(Hey who is that?)
Movin' like the President (it's Dolph)
Cameras at the residence (Dolph)
Niggas said that they got hittas but ain't nun' hitta hit shit (ha)
Four niggas in the Maybach but we got 5 blunts lit, yeah
Half a mil on me right now and two hunnid of it on my wrist (guess what)
You go hard in that trap, lil' nigga you can shine like this (for real)
Bad bitches on my guest list, fuck niggas on my hit list
Drop top with a mixed bitch, pop, pop now we don't miss
Ha, I spent thirty at Gucci (Chicago)
Spent a dub at Louis (in New York)
Ten at Chanel (Miami)
A dub at YSL (LA)
Got a rose gold patty and a bus down (blaow)
I'm super fly when I touchdown
Dead man, I be dead fresh (fresh as fuck, ay)
Bad bitch, lil' mama pussy drippin' wet (drippin', drippin')
I'mma die about my money, power, and respect (ay)
Just count 3 million cash in my bulletproof vest (ha, yeah)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
Bad bitch, lil' mama pussy drippin' wet (drippin' wet)
Catch 'em at the red light and leave 'em drippin' wet (drippin' wet)