Lyrical Breakdown of Still Smell Like It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Still Smell Like It" 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 "Still Smell Like It" 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.
This lyrical analysis of "Still Smell Like It" not only celebrates Young Dolph's artistic prowess but also serves as an educational tool for aspiring songwriters. If this analysis inspires you and you'd like to see your own songs analyzed in this way, join the Lazyjot community. Register at Lazyjot and start exploring the full potential of your lyrical creativity. Turn your thoughts into rhymes and your rhymes into songs with Lazyjot!
Huh, yeah
Smell that shit on me nigga
That muh' fucka right there and go buy anotha one nigga
Ha!
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (woo!)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (woo!)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (woo!)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (smell like the trap)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (trap)
Black ass niggas still smell like the trap (aye)
Black ass niggas still smell like the trap (aye)
Black ass niggas still smell like the trap (smell like the trap)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (yuh)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (yuh)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (yuh)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (smell like the trap)
Should I go fuck a Kardashian? (which one?)
Maybe should I just smash Nicki (aye!)
Got Power but I ain't 50 (nah)
Fuckin' Brooklyn bitches like Biggie (aye!)
Me and my lil' bitch be high as fuck out in public, like we Bobby and Whitney (it's Dolph)
Playin' with these millions, no L.A. Reid, no Russell Simmons (uh uh!)
If I ain't in Dolce Gabbana I'm usually in Gucci or Fendi (yeah, yeah)
I fell asleep in the Cutlass and I woke up in the Bentley (aye, aye!)
In the middle of the projects, around my neck I have a ticket (woo!)
Remember the D.A. stopped me in the airport and took 150 (2010)
Now I'm sitting down in 20 million dollar meeting's (2018)
Huh, put designer on all my nephews and nieces (drippy kids)
I gave my a barber a thousand just for a taper fade (stizzac)
Came outside, freshest nigga in the whole world today!
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (woo!)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (woo!)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (woo!)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (smell like the trap)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (trap)
Black ass niggas still smell like the trap (aye)
Black ass niggas still smell like the trap (aye)
Black ass niggas still smell like the trap (smell like the trap)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (yuh)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (yuh)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (yuh)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (smell like the trap)
Balenciaga and diamonds (ice!)
Next I'ma buy my own islands (woo!)
Bitch say her head game fire (fire!)
Bitch head whack like Blac Chyna (whack)
Main nigga until I croak (boss)
Getting chauffeured in the Ghost (boss!)
I pick up that check and get ghost (boss!)
Fuckin' on the police bitch, like ghost (power)
Look at my wrist man (hol' up)
Ballin' in L.A. like King James (ball!)
Still gettin' high like Rick James (higher!)
Rock a deal, I don't need that shit man (uh-huh)
No Def-Jam (uh-huh), no Interscope (uh-huh), no 300 (uh-huh), no Epic (uh-huh)
Boy my real life epic (movie)
I don't share mines, I'm selfish (aye, aye!)
Sittin' in church thankin' God with 'bout ten chains on (yeah yeah)
Shed them tears 'cause I'm blessed, that's why I got shades on (yeah yeah)
My old trap house, I heard that they had to tear it down (for what?)
I've been gone for about ten years, I still smell like pounds (woo!)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (woo!)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (woo!)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (woo!)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (smell like the trap)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (trap)
Black ass niggas still smell like the trap (aye)
Black ass niggas still smell like the trap (aye)
Black ass niggas still smell like the trap (smell like the trap)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (aye)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (yuh)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (yuh)
Rich ass nigga still smell like the trap (yuh)
Smell like the trap, still smell like the trap (smell like the trap)