Lyrical Breakdown of Get This Money - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Get This Money" 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 "Get This Money" 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.
• 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 Young Dolph's narrative.

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(Drumma Boy) Yeah Uh-huh It's Dolph If you ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna talk (I'll call you back) You can tell I got that sack just by the way I walk I'm the shit, face it (face it), you niggas basic Bought a half a P to smoke and a pint of purple to chase it I-I'm sippin' on a codeine margarita (whoa) My-my Mexican bitch, I call her my mamacita I met her brother, now I got work for a little cheaper (yeah) They immigrants, don't supposed to be here, so they - (Drumma Boy) Trappin', trappin', trap, trappin', trappin', trappin' (yeah) Trappin', trappin', trap, trappin', trappin', trappin' (uh-huh) Trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion (it's Dolph) If you ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna talk (I'll call you back) You can tell I got that sack just by the way I walk I'm the shit, face it (face it), you niggas basic Bought a half a P to smoke and a pint of purple to chase it I-I'm sippin' on a codeine margarita (whoa) My-my Mexican bitch, I call her my mamacita I met her brother, now I got work for a little cheaper (yeah) They immigrants, don't supposed to be here, so they illegal He looked at me and said, "We gonna get this money" (bet) I said, "Bet," nothin' but respect Nigga, you know I'm all about a check (uh-huh) My old-school worth more than a new 'Vette (uh-huh) Fuckin' other niggas' bitches, I call that new sex Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches (yeah) Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches (it's Dolph) Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches, ay We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches (uh-huh) Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches, ay We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah We gonna get this money (yeah) We gonna get this money, yeah (2 Chainz) Roll it up, my nigga (roll it) Roll it up, I'm with you (yeah) I was rollin' up 'fore I was old enough ("High class street music" in the air) Work the color of a coconut Put holes in your shirt like a polka dot (bah) Donuts in the parking lot Dope boy with an Audemar What I make today, I spend it all tomorrow (tell 'em) I got a stripper bitch on my screensaver (yeah) Look at me, you don't need cable (no) Pockets on Lee Haney My best friend is a 380 (fire) Big rims, no teenagers (nah) That deuce-deuces and deuce-fours (four) Deuce-sixs and deuce-eights (eight) Y'all sweet, toothaches (damn) I'm killin' these beats, man, I need to get a suit made (uh) I'm so cold, man, I need to get some soup made (uh) Self-paid, I be talkin' to myself like "We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah" Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches (yeah) Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches, ay We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches (uh-huh) Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches, ay We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah