Lyrical Breakdown of Tattoos - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Tattoos" 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 "Tattoos" 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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I got a feelin', one of these nigga's gon' try me
No I'm not fearing, my bitch got tattoos and piercings
Yeah she got tattoos and piercings, tattoos and piercings bitch
Tattoos and piercings
Ten racks on shawty too
Ten racks on brothers too
Ten racks on sisters too
Ten racks, on ballers too
Ten racks, I'm glad it do
Ten racks I give you two
Ten racks, I need a few
Ten racks, gon' pay my dues
Don't like your middle man
Boat look like Gilligan
I push the ceiling in
None of you trill as him
I done went brazy
Talk about these questions
Penthouse a play pen
Boolin' I'm lazy
I done bought so many mollies, I'm in Michigan
Put my hoe friend out the spot, you know she listening
And I might be in some trouble if she mention it
I might get a bitch a band, she gon' lick it then
You look better than a trophy
Any bitch couldn't help it, I know all these bitches want me
They gon' fuck my lil homie, yeah, yeah, they bogus
I'mma pull out screaming hokey pokey okey
I got a feelin', one of these nigga's gon' try me
No I'm not fearing, my bitch got tattoos and piercings
Yeah she got tattoos and piercings, tattoos and piercings bitch
Tattoos and piercings
Ten racks on shawty too
Ten racks on brothers too
Ten racks on sisters too
Ten racks, on ballers too
Ten racks, I'm glad it do
Ten racks I give you two
Ten racks, I need a few
Ten racks, gon' pay my dues
Take out some time and just count it
I don't like old schools, I'm not mounted
YSL, bitch, I'm the founder
Suck dick and get an allowance
What do they know about swag?
How many bands in my bag?
Bitten and curbing the style
Fifty-six thousand on cash
Paid for my test I did not have to cheat
I am no Beyonce but I'm a big B
I got extendos, not talking no teeth
You smoking Indo, don't stay next to me
I get my weed from Snoop Dogg, it's OG, yeah
Money still growing on trees, yeah
Rich nigga ride with police, yeah
Won't jeopardize none of these pieces, yeah
I got a feelin', one of these nigga's gon' try me
No I'm not fearing, my bitch got tattoos and piercings
Yeah she got tattoos and piercings, tattoos and piercings bitch
Tattoos and piercings
Ten racks on shawty too
Ten racks on brothers too
Ten racks on sisters too
Ten racks, on ballers too
Ten racks, I'm glad it do
Ten racks I give you two
Ten racks, I need a few
Ten racks, gon' pay my dues