Lyrical Breakdown of Amazing (feat. Jacquees) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Amazing (feat. Jacquees)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Thug feat. Jacquees weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Amazing (feat. Jacquees)" 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 Thug feat. Jacquees 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 Thug feat. Jacquees's narrative.
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Nigga have you ever dreamed?
I was the man and you a thing
One and two, anytime I get mad, I can't get mad at you
God damn, who the hell let rats in the house?
King of lions, who let these cats run out of the house?
Houston, Texas when I'm on land, I lean back like a couch
Hun I'm playin', I wanna bank call shots like a spouse
We roll that kushy up, we eat that pussy all
Suck it til you're throwin' up, my Phantom grey, no hound
I lost near no bucks, still waitin' on that Bentley truck
Stop playin', look bitty boy, you're duck
He ain't YSL, nigga, he ain't in the hut
I might stop buy and let that little bitch lush
I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus
Little nigga, you know what it was
You know what it is, you know what it does
I'm makin' your old lady shakin'
She suckin' too slow, I'm impatient
My diamonds so wet like they basin
Don't know where to go, I'm amazin'
What's amazin'? I don't know
What's amazin'? I don't know
What's amazin'? I don't know
What's amazin'?
I might accept your apology
I mean you throw L's up if you ain't followin'
I am a beast, your life I'll be swallowin'
And I've been drinkin', I need to bottle this
Man I'm so tired of these niggas man, I am so tired of these bitches
I'm so magnificent, studio workin', I'm wearin' a top like I'm pimpin'
Your bitch want my milk, I'm sittin' at the top lookin' at these wimps
These hoes just roll me a blunt and you
Know that they stuffy, they cannot be imps
I never had Cutlass and Donald shop
Based up my Burrough and bassed out my trunk
I might fuck that lil bitch in the mornin'
I might put her out and call Tyrone
Snoop Dogg, I might go ahead and bone
I'm big ballin', bitch put me inside the dome
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
I'm wearin' Maison Margiela
Take some sand to the beach
Party with a couple foreign freaks
Kim K lookin' ho, Yeezy
Florida livin' nigga, poke at beats
Yeah, and I'mma ride this bitch tonight
And I just might ride this bitch tonight
Poke it bae where you at baby? Poke it bae where you at baby?
Brown sugar on that bitch
Pull up with a ho and she know I'm ready to
Bust her, pay her, leave her, fuck her
I don't wait up, hold up, let me check my mail
He broke, he servin' his squad with a scale
I make it rain, I hope all is well
I pull off deep like what in the hell?
Ho give on my niggas some bails
Wait I'mma lay down for a tail
Pull up in old school Chevelles
I don't save pictures, they might get revealed
How many times have I asked are you well?
How many times have I popped a perc pill?
How many homies at home on the bail?
How many times have I told you you shell?
How many meals have I ate until I burp?
Dropping the top on the Mulsanne no hard top on verts
Hey I worked so hard to get out that dirt
Hey I was stickin' that dick down at work
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