Lyrical Breakdown of No No No (feat. Birdman) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "No No No (feat. Birdman)" 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 "No No No (feat. Birdman)" 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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Oh-woah (Rich Gang)
Thugger (oh-woah)
Thugger, baby (Slime)
No (Rich Gang), hah (hey)
(We got London on the track)
Hey
No, no, no (ayy, hey)
No, no, no (hey, hey, woo)
No, no, no (yeah, uh-uh)
No, no, no (woo, hey, woo, uh-uh, woo)
I wan' live it up until I leave (uh-uh, uh-uh)
You can't sweep my flyness like a witch (uh-uh, uh-uh)
What's up, Nipsey? I got keys to the city
All of my bitches tell me I'm the realest
Uh-uh, uh-uh, boy, you not runnin' (oh, no, no)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, Tommys, no stomachs (oh, no, no)
Uh-uh, gold, no mummy (oh, no, no), and, and
My racks are lettuce, my Kush are onions (oh, no, no, woo, woo)
I'ma always say yes to my bitch, never no, no
And I think that her pussy is tight 'cause she pigeon-toed (oh, no, no)
And I know all my diamonds are water because they soaked (oh, no, no)
And I might take that bitch off of MARTA all 'cause she spoke (oh, no, no, hey)
Stand up, Harriet Tubman (stand up)
Us or them? No subbin' (not us)
Bitch, I'm high off substance (angel dust)
I'm a B, plus I am buzzin' (blah)
No, no, no (uh-uh)
No, no, no (try me, uh-uh)
No, no, no (yeah, don't try no big Billy, uh-uh)
No, no, no (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, hey)
I wan' live it up until I leave (uh-uh, uh-uh, hey)
You can't sweep my flyness like a witch (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
What's up, Nipsey? I got keys to the city
All of my bitches tell me I'm the realest (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Never wanna be average (uh-uh)
All I wanna do is see Gladys (and)
Never wanna see backwards
All I ever did wanna just see baggage (bags, racks)
Never wanna ever be daddy (uh-uh)
Never ever wanna be my daddy (uh-uh)
All I ever did is wanna be (and what?)
And all I ever wanna be was him (and what?)
See, I played in this game and I laid in this game, all I ever wanna see was gems (racks)
So I show a nigga get stacks (what? What?)
Pay the brims with the tinted rims (tinted rims)
Big money, nigga, hundred stacks (big racks)
Bad bitches in them new 'Bachs (big woah)
Guns up, nigga, fuck friends (clack-clack)
A hundred niggas in a hundred Benz (woo, brrat)
No, no, no (yeah, uh-uh)
No, no, no (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, no)
No, no, no (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, woah, bro)
No, no, no (woo, hey, woo, uh, woo, ah)
I wan' live it up until I leave (uh)
You can't sweep my flyness like a witch (uh-uh, uh-uh)
What's up, Nipsey? I got keys to the city
All of my bitches tell me I'm the realest