Lyrical Breakdown of I Luv It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "I Luv It" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Jeezy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "I Luv 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 Jeezy 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 Jeezy's narrative.

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Ride till I die

And I luv it, and I luv it, let's go

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I luv it, and I luv it

I got gangstas in the crowd, bad broads at my show

Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's

And I luv it yeah, and I luv it

Once again it's on, yeah, I'm back in the booth

Them haters still lying, but your boys the truth

I don't believe 'em, I need to see some proof

I ain't need the four door, so I went and caught the coupe

They tryin' be me, I'm just tryin' be G

And everything comes to da light you'll see

Them boys in the dark baby I just shine

I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme

Check your watch, yeah it's my time

Mind made up I was on my grind, that's right

So pay attention yeah, you on my time

In that case time waits for no man

Do it again I done that before man

M.O.E., you ain't part of the program

Or maybe you ain't listening

Open your eyes I'm a blessing in disguise

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I luv it, and I luv it

I got gangstas in the crowd, bad broads at my show

Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's

And I luv it, and I luv it

Yeah, I blew up, but they ain't like that

They switched up on me, and I ain't like that

Got my first lick, yeah, I came right back

Fast forward the tape, just look at me now

And I never turn back, so motherf that

Nike's on the ground, got my head to the sky

Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay

Stay on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try

And live for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die

And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry

I woke up this morning so I'm still alive

36 O's I sold them all for five

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I luv it, and I luv it

I got gangstas in the crowd, bad broads at my show

Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's

And I luv it, and I luv it

Been around the world, it's the same ol' caine

Been around the world, it's the same ol' thang, true

All the real either dead or in jail

And if you're looking for me homie, I'm in the A T L

You gotta play it how it go, you can't cheat on life

Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on life

I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me

Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do three

Fresh out the pot yeah, the work was hard

Ride with the top down so I'm closer to God

My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5

But I already got a job, and that's stayin' alive

We count hundreds on the table, twenty's on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I luv it, and I luv it

I got gangstas in the crowd, bad broads at my show

Yeah, it's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's

And I luv it, and I luv it

Ride till I die

And I love it, and I love it

Ride till I die

And I love it, and I love it