Lyrical Breakdown of Oooorrr - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Oooorrr" 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 "Oooorrr" 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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Yeah, it's Thugger
Roll the weed up
I'm in a Maybach
Haha, yeah! (Swamp Izzo!)
Labels keep calling me back and forth
When I get the messages, I call back some more
Bet a hundred k, watch it score
And if these free bricks fly, I'm flying for her
And I put my ice on her, she like "Baby, I'm anemic"
I'm like, "I'm anemic, too. A Neiman Marcus shopper"
We fly, helicopter
(In five, four, three, two. We out of here!)
E.T. phone home I'm long gone
My blunts are long and strong
I hate clones, please send them home
Before I put two in they dome (Blap, blah!)
Fuck what you're saying, I'll murk ya, boy
Fuck making them leave when you can work the boy
Anything you want, I'll serve you, boy
Because Big got cocaine and Willie got boy
And my whole crew eating 'round here
Ever since the day that I been bleedin' 'round here
You want to stay? You got your feet around here
Big Duck, please kick your feet up 'round here
Labels keep calling me back and forth
When I get the messages, I call back some more
Bet a hundred k, watch it score
And if these free bricks fly, I'm flying for her
And I put my ice on her, she like "Baby, I'm anemic"
I'm like, "I'm anemic, too. A Neiman Marcus shopper"
We fly, helicopter (In five, four, three, two. We out of here!)
I'm a Sak's 5th, Lennox Mall, Neiman Marcus shopper
LV, double G, D&G popper
Big money whopper, Lil' money stopper
All pockets gay, them bitches on pasta
Oops I mean partners, 50's mixed with 100's
Gucci bag for my bitch, [?]
And them niggas you see me with, just know they watchin'
So all you do is watch us, no stopper
We roll 30 deep, big chopper
And your main ho keep watchin'
This ho keep walkin' up on a player, bitch I'm Capo
She said "I heard you are" - let's go, Wells Fargo
Labels keep calling me back and forth
When I get the messages, I call back some more
Bet a hundred k, watch it score
And if these free bricks fly, I'm flying for her
And I put my ice on her, she like "Baby, I'm anemic"
I'm like, "I'm anemic, too. A Neiman Marcus shopper"
We fly, helicopter (In five, four, three, two. We out of here!)
They call me Kumite if you didn't know
Ain't shit change but a different ho
Photoshoot fresh, oh they be
He better catch up, I'm a sight to see
I'm so fly, they call me Speed Racer
Niggas try to be me, erase ya
Y'all flexin' ass people better stay liftin'
While I'm changin' up these whips, Y'all lookin' crazy
I can't help myself, I do this every day
I'm a hood icon, nigga anyway
I put the swag, in the talk
Give me credit, it ain't my fault
Labels keep calling me back and forth
When I get the messages, I call back some more
Bet a hundred k, watch it score
And if these free bricks fly, I'm flying for her
And I put my ice on her, she like "Baby, I'm anemic"
I'm like, "I'm anemic, too. A Neiman Marcus shopper"
We fly, helicopter (In five, four, three, two. We out of here!)