Lyrical Breakdown of Cray Cray - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Cray Cray" 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 "Cray Cray" 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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Uh (Bandplay), ayy
(Let the band play), ayy
Yeah, yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy), yeah
Keep her, y'all can't trust nobody (nobody)
Got young niggas beggin' me
Just to let them catch a body (hold up)
Got paid in South Memphis, cashed out
Yeah, that's my private island (Gilligan)
I stay on a plane so much
They don't know if I'm a passenger or the pilot (goddamn)
She so fuckin' thick
She always talkin' 'bout goin' on a diet (you trippin')
Don't matter whatever she put on
All that ass, she can't hide it (woo)
I had to ask her
"Did you get that from your mama or did you buy it?" (damn)
And these niggas be actin' like hoes
With all that bitchin' and all that cryin' (bitch-ass nigga)
Money blue, diamonds too, ain't no rules, nigga (uh)
I went swimmin' and lost a Rolex in the pool, nigga (uh)
Fell asleep on one bitch and woke up with two, nigga (what?)
If you was livin' like this shit, what would you do, nigga?
I can show you how to get paid eight ways (okay)
Hustled so hard, I ain't had no sleep in eight days (damn)
I only ride with carbon or his brother AK (ayy, who that?)
She got some fire pussy, but the bitch is cray-cray
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She got some fire pussy, but the bitch is cray-cray
Hah, damn (uh), damn (uh), what you do?
I knew she was a freak, so I recorded the bitch like Ray J (hah)
I fucked two times, she invited me over the third day (ah)
If I can recall, I think it was a Thursday (yup)
She told me, "You not 'bout to get up
And leave me like that, you gotta stay" (what?)
That's when I said to myself
"Yup this lil' bitch right here cray" (for real)
Talkin' 'bout, "Don't do it like that" (uh)
You need to go to church and pray (for real)
Go ask my teachers about me
I didn't even go out for recess to play (for real)
I might go jump in my jewelry box and go ice skate (woo)
Got a couple of niggas
Do anything for 'em, I'll go out out of my way (for real)
Got a couple of bitches I'll tell anything
Just to keep 'em up out of my face (hah)
Fuckin' on lil' mama
I didn't even know her name
I just called her bae (where you at, bae?)
Lil' bad bitch with good pussy, but she cray (hah)
Rude black-ass motherfucker, but I'm paid
I can show you how to get paid eight ways (okay)
Hustled so hard, I ain't had no sleep in eight days (damn)
I only ride with carbon or his brother AK (ayy, who that?)
She got some fire pussy, but the bitch is cray-cray
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She got some fire pussy, but the bitch is cray-cray
Hah, damn (uh), damn (uh), what you do?
I knew she was a freak, so I recorded the bitch like Ray J (hah)