Lyrical Breakdown of 10,000 Slimes - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "10,000 Slimes" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Thug weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "10,000 Slimes" 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 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's narrative.
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My nigga Wheezy, know what I'm sayin'?
He one of the real, one of the trillest
YSL members I know, know what I'm sayin'?
Know what I'm sayin'? It's a lot of 'em, but there's only one
It's like 10.000 slimes and it's like
10.000 trill niggas in slime
Know what I'm sayin'? Yeah
Pop shit, show shit, know what I'm sayin'?
Big bankin' some more shit, get it out
I know my nigga got some trees for me (trees for me)
I know my nigga got some (I know it)
I know my niggas got some bitches for me (I know they got 'em)
He know I can't go without 'em (he know I can't go without it)
I got some diamonds made at Tiffany (Tiffany)
I'm blowin' out cash out on it (I'm blowin' that cash out on it)
Her booty ja-jiggly and it wiggly, wigg-ah-lee (wigg-ah-lee)
I'ma go on and jump behind her (Jeffery)
Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, Rollie
Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, Rollie for the timepiece
Ginobili, Kobe, I'ma gon' and score
And I'ma gon' boss up off my niggas right behind me
And my niggas right behind me, yeah
What you mean, you gon' kick me out?
Why the fuck you tellin' these niggas I will not bust your scalp
Fool (rrr)
And I just heard what you get for a show, I get for my back end, nigga
And you know I'ma do my shows on the road, I got MAC 10s, nigga
You know you not scarin' me
You know you not gettin' at my dividends, nigga
I just might fuck on your bitch and just go cop the Benz with her
And I hope everything go right with you, yeah
Spend the sun up and all the nights with you, yeah
Try to do it all right with you
Try to spend my whole life with you
Fuck 'em all, they bitter
I can show you how to get them millions
I know my nigga got some trees for me (trees for me)
I know my nigga got some (I know it)
I know my niggas got some bitches for me (I know they got 'em)
He know I can't go without 'em (he know I can't go without it)
I got some diamonds made at Tiffany (Tiffany)
I'm blowin' out cash out on it (I'm blowin' that cash out on it)
Her booty ja-jiggly and it wiggly, wigg-ah-lee (wigg-ah-lee)
I'ma go on and jump behind her
I know my nigga got some trees for me (trees for me)
I know my nigga got some (I know it)
I know my niggas got some bitches for me (I know they got 'em)
He know I can't go without 'em (he know I can't go without it)
I got some diamonds made at Tiffany (Tiffany)
I'm blowin' out cash out on it (I'm blowin' that cash out on it)
Her booty ja-jiggly and it wiggly, wigg-ah-lee (wigg-ah-lee)
I'ma go on and jump behind her
Jeffery, you gotta get that Range Rover, huh
Jeffery, you got be your Land Rogers, yeah
Jeffery you out get that thing dumpin', uh
If you need my heart, you can have it, honey
You can have it if you snatch it
If you grab it, if you grab it
You gon' lose it, ten times back
Damn that's the baddest, that's the worst
And I hope you listen to everything I say, hope you heard it
Yeah, come 'round fuckin' round, playin' with my slimes
Get murked, slurped, hearse
I'ma make a main bitch burst, yeah
I'ma make ya main bitch work, yeah
I'ma make ya main bitch twerk, yeah
I'ma make a bad bitch worse, yeah
I'ma gon' quench her thirst, yeah
I ain't gon' repeat my words, yeah
Make a hoe read my shirt, yeah
Teach that hoe diversity, yeah
Come in every angle like we Kirk, yeah
Buyin' 50 bags is how we flirt, yeah
You a small, you a nerf, yeah
Inside the tire is where the birds is
Inside the tires, uh, Jeffery
Inside the tires, yeah
Inside the tires is where the birds is
Inside the tires, yeah
I know my nigga got some trees for me (trees for me)
I know my nigga got some (I know it)
I know my niggas got some bitches for me (I know they got 'em)
He know I can't go without 'em (he know I can't go without it)
I got some diamonds made at Tiffany (Tiffany)
I'm blowin' out cash out on it (I'm blowin' that cash out on it)
Her booty ja-jiggly and it wiggly, wigg-ah-lee (wigg-ah-lee)
I'ma go on and jump behind her, yeah
Inside the tires, uh
Inside the tires
Inside the tires is where the birds is
Inside the tires
Inside the tires, uh
Inside the tires
Inside the tires is where the birds is
Inside the tires