Lyrical Breakdown of See You - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "See You" 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 "See You" 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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Hey, Ysl
Yeah yeah yeah yeauhh
Yeah
I got the streets in a head lock
I got your bitch in leg lock
I do not fuck with the fed cops
F-150 or better
All of my niggas gon' get it
We gon' bust it down and split it
Fast food I want the chickens
Igloo I freeze the city
I can see you in a Bentley
In the back like Oprah Winfrey
Umbrella like Mr. Bentley
My dick be sniping these bitches
I'm a make it rain on her forehead
Fuck you pay me just like uncle sam said
Ho this ain't no fur this a lamb head
You can't get the picture but the cam did!
Pull up in nuthin' but big bodies
On top like scottie 2 hottie
Load up the Fire then I light it
Shootin' shit get me excited
Double C cups fucked the titties I tried it
Piece of me inside her mouth call it trident!
Nigga having sex on a boat
I got, my water on I need me a float!
I am, the black kid where is all my folks!
I slimed, [?] left em on the shore
I got, bands on me yes I meant plural
I am, so fresh man I feel like I'm a tourist
And, I want 50 whole bands for a Everytime I ball you know that I'm a score
Please take off them drawers man you making Thug bored
I'm a hit the showroom and make a damn flood
Then I wonder why all my niggas import
Man my ice is water like a cosa nostra [?]
I swear to swear to God baby it'll be slime [?]
I won't lay down till' there's ice in my ears
I won't drink it unless it syrup don't want beer
Ain't in no prison but when I appear
You see my diamonds from far but I'm near
Blingin' I'm blingin' my chopper gon' ring yes I ring it
Off em' no reason I kill em at on spot at four seasons (five star hotels)
Ice skating like Lupe Fiasco
I'm a stack then hundreds tall no Rango
And I'm only 23 but I got steady dough
When we kill em we won't hold any remains tho
I'm fucking Randy Savage
Riding with the karats and the bad bitches
Nigga must be a crip cause he drinking so much red and they act different
I'm a start from the middle then I'm headin' to the top then I'm going deep all in that pussayyy
Lil baby want all of my cream and you know it's all white I'm mushayyy
And you know her old man be a pussy ass nigga like a bookie
Plus T.I. took it but I ate the cookie!