Lyrical Breakdown of On My Line - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "On My Line" 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 "On My Line" 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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I got a lot of bitches on my line but I ain't got time
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain't got time
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain't got time
But I ain't gon even lie, when I be out you cross my mind
Soon as I jump up out the building, I'm chasing dollar signs
But I ain't gon even lie, bitch you make it on my time
On the road getting it, I'm in the air flyin
And I be doing like this getting money was a crime
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These squares kicked up burn strong reefer
On the road getting money with my boy Caesar
That's my dog and you know that
Might pull up in yo city, fresh as hell like where the hoes at?
I'm just playin, I ain't got time for em
All these hoes on my line, I don't even answer the phone for em
But I can't even lie, I've got this one girl on my mind
Man I gotta make her mine
But the only thing about it is that I can't make the time
I just looked down at my phone, she called me 24 times
Left me 12 voice mails and she sent me 8 texts
All she talkin about how bad she wanna have sloppy sex
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I got a lot of bitches on my line but I ain't got time
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain't got time
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain't got time
But I ain't gon even lie, when I be out you cross my mind
Soon as I jump up out the building, I'm chasing dollar signs
But I ain't gon even lie, bitch you make it on my time
On the road getting it, I'm in the air flyin
And I be doing like this getting money was a crime
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Lil mama burn my phone up
I just burnt the zone up
I was smoking that strong stuff
Fake ass nigga, you can't clone us
That Gabana flyer than a butterly
Got my pack and that's supper time
It's time to eat dawg
Pull up on yo bitch and sweap her off her feet dawg
She on her back, ceiling fan hit her feet dawg
Told her when I get out the road I had her a treat, dawg
I've been on my motherfuckin grand
I fucked lil mama so good she likes her motherfuckin man
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I got a lot of bitches on my line but I ain't got time
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain't got time
A lot of bitches on my line but I ain't got time
But I ain't gon even lie, when I be out you cross my mind
Soon as I jump up out the building, I'm chasing dollar signs
But I ain't gon even lie, bitch you make it on my time
On the road getting it, I'm in the air flyin
And I be doing like this getting money was a crime