Lyrical Breakdown of Rings On - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rings On" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Rings On" 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 YoungBoy Never Broke Again 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 YoungBoy Never Broke Again's narrative.
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Mm, mm-mm-mm-mm-mm (Guwap$)
(This perfect time, ho)
You deserve to shine, please put this chain on
I don't care what they say, I put that ring on
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This ain't no cheap love, these diamonds set by each stone
I know I got your love, I'm from the streets, so can you show me?
Order that bag, uh-huh, blow that cash, oh, woah
I been hustlin' with my brothers in the streets
No, I ain't mean to make you mad, uh-uh, make you sad, oh no
I wish that I had you at the funeral, couldn't cry, man,
I just laugh (You was in the skies), I ain't have no one to hold
And you deserve the world like it's my all
Flex on these hoes for me
Now, baby, can you please put this chain on?
Cut my hoes off, yeah, put my ring on, yeah
Hittin' her from the back, that's why I play Big B song
I just left from out the house and came back like at three somethin'
Came back, she ain't make no smile,
My first thought she seein' someone
I ain't lettin' that shit fuck with my mind, I go roll up me some
I don't wanna let you see me cry, I'm tryna go follow up me some
You told me that time after time, it's gon' take time for the learning
Tell all these hoes I been wanting, fly out and burn up our earnings
You deserve to shine, please put this chain on
I don't care what they say, I put that ring on
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This ain't no cheap love, these diamonds set by each stone
I know I got your love, I'm from the streets,
So can you show me? Order that bag, uh-huh, blow that cash, oh, woah
I been hustlin' with my brothers in the streets
No, I ain't mean to make you mad, uh-uh, make you sad, oh no
You deserve to shine, Eliantte chain on
I put real V's on 'em, Birkin match her pink stones
She love me ridin', fuck me good, no, she can't do no wrong
Flooded the Audemars Piguet and, yeah, she drippin' chrome
Been cuttin' my hoes off, put that ring on
She hit me on her FaceTime, like, "Baby, come home"
You can have my password, could go through my phone
These hoes be knowin' they wrong, I tell 'em, "Leave me alone," oh
You a blessin', yeah (Blessin', yeah)
Thankin' God for you, I had to say a prayer (Had to say a prayer)
Buy a big crib in the hills, nigga, no cheap home (Cheap home)
Drop another mansion on a ring, nigga, no cheap stone
You deserve to get your shine on
You deserve to shine, please put this chain on
I don't care what they say, I put that ring on
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This ain't no cheap love, these diamonds set by each stone
I know I got your love, I'm from the streets,
So can you show me? Order that bag, uh-huh, blow that cash, oh, woah
I been hustlin' with my brothers in the streets
No, I ain't mean to make you mad, uh-uh, make you sad, oh no