Lyrical Breakdown of Throw Sum Mo (feat. Rae Sremmurd & Nicki Minaj) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Throw Sum Mo (feat. Rae Sremmurd & Nicki Minaj)" 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 "Throw Sum Mo (feat. Rae Sremmurd & Nicki Minaj)" 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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Ass fat (uh, bust it) Yeah I know, you just got cash (mm, bust it) Blow sum mo' (word) Blow sum mo' (bust it) Blow sum mo' The more you spend it (yeah, bust it) The faster it go (yeah, go) Bad bitches (bust it) On the floor (uh huh) It's rainin' hundreds (bust it) Throw sum mo' (okay) Throw sum mo' (yeah, bust it) Throw sum mo' (word) Throw sum mo' (yeah) Throw sum mo' Slim Jxmmi (yeah) Hi, bye hater (hater) I flood the club with paper (paper) Shorty got a ass Some for now and some for later (delicious) Somethin' like Nicki's (do it) Dancin' like Maliah I'm throwin' all this money I'ma fuck around and buy her I can flick the money all night 'til my wrist tired (tired) If you put in work, this the night you gon' retire (yeah) You a bad bitch, I ain't even gon' deny her She told me, throw that money I said, make it worth my while I'm bout to empty out the ATM (throw it, throw it, throw it) She doin' tricks that make a nigga wanna spend (blow it, blow it) Girl, you know you got me fascinated (uh huh) Just keep on dancin' 'til I'm outta paper (never) Ass fat (uh, bust it) Yeah I know, you just got cash (mm, bust it) Blow sum mo' (word) Blow sum mo' (bust it) Blow sum mo' The more you spend it (yeah, bust it) The faster it go (yeah, go) Bad bitches (bust it) On the floor (uh huh) It's rainin' hundreds (bust it) Throw sum mo' (okay) Throw sum mo' (yeah, bust it) Throw sum mo' (word) Throw sum mo' (ueah) Throw sum mo' Franklins (hunnids) Rainin' on your body (yeah) Rainin' on your body (hunnids) Rainin' on your body (yeah, yeah) Won't you do what I say? Start rubbin' on your body You like hunnid's on your body (hunnids on you) Girl you need to get naughty Hold up, hold on Her eyes on me, is that your hoe If so I'ma get her 'fore the nights over DJ play my shit so I'm finna crank up off in the V.I.P zone See the money go up, and she dance on sight By the end of the night she on indo Lemme see you make it clap on tempo Lemme see you get low like limbo Ass fat (uh, bust it) Yeah I know, you just got cash (mm, bust it) Blow sum mo' (word) Blow sum mo' (bust it) Blow sum mo' The more you spend it (yeah, bust it) The faster it go (yeah, go) Bad bitches (bust it) On the floor (uh huh) It's rainin' hundreds (bust it) Throw sum mo' (okay) Throw sum mo' (yeah, bust it) Throw sum mo' (word) Throw sum mo' (yeah) Throw sum mo' Thugger Come here hoe (come here, come here) Mistletoe (ooh wee) I got birdies (what?) Crows (ooh) Lil' bitty bitch wanna jump on the dick I'm like, bool, let's get it, let's get it (sheesh) I got these bitches kissin' on these bitches (yeah) I can't even count em' I fuck by the digits (whew, woo) Swag, terrific (what) I might fuck this bitch in the kitchen (bih) Baby don't use dirty dishes (no way) Or else you might whip up a brr (brr) My neck, my wrist is a brr (woo) She wan' fuck my dawg I'm like, woof (woof, woof) Panoramic roof, I drop the coupe, boo (damn) Pulled up with a bitch she look like new new (woo) It's okay if I lie to you bitch, my swag the truth (woo) Hey, she come right back like them Davins do Fifty thousand, off fifty niggas, no caliber, bitch Ass fat (uh, bust it) Yeah I know, you just got cash (mm, bust it) Blow sum mo' (word) Blow sum mo' (bust it) Blow sum mo' The more you spend it (yeah, bust it) The faster it go (yeah, go) Bad bitches (bust it) On the floor (uh huh) It's rainin' hundreds (bust it) Throw sum mo' (okay) Throw sum mo' (yeah, bust it) Throw sum mo' (word) Throw sum mo' (yeah) Throw sum mo'