Lyrical Breakdown of Whole World - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Whole World" 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 "Whole World" 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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Called my bitch and asked her can I fuck her homegirl
Fuck her like a gangsta, she love when I pull her hair
Wells Fargo Dolph, I got paper everywhere
She gave me that pussy and fucked up my whole world
Count my first milli and it fucked up my whole world
Up my whole world, fucked up my whole world
Prescription medication got me in my own world
She gave me that pussy and fucked up my whole world
She fucked me like a stripper, cook for me just like my mama
She freaky like Madonna and she 'bout her commas
Get it by the bundle I'm straight out the jungle
Flexing all summer, boy, you just a runner
Keep that shit one hunnid I got on 3 hunnid
Can't believe I done it running up these numbers
Bad bitches on my bumper 5 star meals for supper
Addicted to the good life but that boy straight out the gutter
Yeah I barely like her, but I fuck her like I love her
When we have a meeting that's a rich nigga huddle
Her pussy so good, when we got done it was a puddle
Fuck her till she stutter, mansion with the butler
Called my bitch and asked her can I fuck her homegirl
Fuck her like a gangsta, she love when I pull her hair
Wells Fargo Dolph, I got paper everywhere
She gave me that pussy and fucked up my whole world
Count my first milli and it fucked up my whole world
Up my whole world, fucked up my whole world
Prescription medication got me in my own world
She gave me that pussy and fucked up my whole world
Took all his money then passed him to my homegirl
Sucked the soul out his dick then I made his toes curl
Call me 'Jet Pussy' 'cause I be flying around the world
If I gave him the pussy I fucked up his whole world
Count my first milli and it fucked up my whole world
Up my whole world, fucked up my whole world
I don't see these bitches I be in my own world
Watch how I go up, they throw up bitches 'bout to hurl
He say that he love me but them backshots make you say that
Prove your worth, put hunnid K on my chain, nigga pay that!
Now get me the bracelet 40 on my anklet
Bouncing ass on that dick from the back and then he came quick
Spend a check, spend a check, spend a check
All these rocks, 'round my motherfucking neck
I hopped out of something foreign, jumped on a jet
She fucked up my whole life when she gave me some neck
This pussy so tight, he stuck in it
Like a hood nigga, get rough with it
Want Kash to have his baby,
So sneaky he tried to nut in it
Niggas be full of shit, switch up quick, put no trust in it
These niggas be for everybody that's why I don't fuck with 'em
Called my bitch and asked her can I fuck her homegirl
Fuck her like a gangsta, she love when I pull her hair
Wells Fargo Dolph, I got paper everywhere
She gave me that pussy and fucked up my whole world
Count my first milli and it fucked up my whole world
Up my whole world, fucked up my whole world
Prescription medication got me in my own world
She gave me that pussy and fucked up my whole world
I'm sipping Hi-Tech, sipping Hi-Tech, I'm sipping Hi-Tech
My side bitch mad at my other side bitch
Heavy artillery, what I ride with
Money and respect, what I'ma die with
Count the first M, then went and got some more of 'em
New hunnids, old hunnids, I got both of 'em
50 in my drum, 50 on my charm
Cold-hearted, I can't give a fuck nigga a crumb!