Lyrical Breakdown of Nervous - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Nervous" 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 "Nervous" 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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(Zaytoven)
Aye
I pour up Codeine when I get thirsty
Her head so good I call her Slurpee
I got in that pussy and killed it on purpose
She say when I come around it make her nervous
She say "your diamonds shine even harder in person"
When I walk in them fuck niggas get nervous
I might flex on a bitch nigga on purpose
I stay away from fuck niggas 'cause I'm allergic
Doctor asked what I'm allergic to, I said "fake niggas"
Two liter ginger ale, it got whole eight in it
Go check my resume, I've been ballin' since the beginnin'
The F on my belt buckle stands for fuck you, not Fendi
I'm still on that bullshit
FN with a full clip
I heard that this lil ugly ass bitch got you pussy whipped
I ain't got time to play because I'm always workin'
Smoke the blunt and went to Sunday mornin' service
I can't kick with a snitch it make me nervous
Caught my bitch goin' through my phone, lurkin'
Caught my nigga stealin' from me, I had to cut him off
Pussy get lost
I pour up Codeine when I get thirsty
Her head so good I call her Slurpee
I got in that pussy and killed it on purpose
She say when I come around it make her nervous
She say "your diamonds shine even harder in person"
When I walk in them fuck niggas get nervous
I might flex on a bitch nigga on purpose
I stay away from fuck niggas 'cause I'm allergic
Fuck niggas, I'm allergic
Thot bitches, they too thirsty
You right bitch, yeah I'm a rich nigga but nah I ain't perfect
Bitch every day my birthday
Countin' while I'm servin'
We took a hood survey
The streets put me in first place, ay
A threesome on the first date
The trap house, that's my work place
Shake the trap like an earthquake
Gabbana what my shirt say
Dolph got all the bitches, Flipper got all the mermaids
Sandwich bags and pre-paids
Benjamin my roommate
Cartier on my frames, a dub on my pinky ring
I'm just collecting the cash
Y'all can keep all the fame
Bitch remember my name
Ho I'm deep in the game
RIP to the Pimp
Bitch I'm out of your range
I pour up Codeine when I get thirsty
Her head so good I call her Slurpee
I got in that pussy and killed it on purpose
She say when I come around it make her nervous
She say "your diamonds shine even harder in person"
When I walk in them fuck niggas get nervous
I might flex on a bitch nigga on purpose
I stay away from fuck niggas 'cause I'm allergic