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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

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I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Money Man

Bad Intentions

 

Bad Intentions

(album: TraumaMan - 2018)


Dripping on niggas like raindrops
Just hit a bitch she from Bangkok
I got the game in a headlock
They hear my shit in they head now
I took an L and I'm like why God
They seen I ran it up my God
I got a foreign in my garage
These nigga come with bad intentions
These bitches come with bad intentions
Fresh like I'm dead [?]
She shake her ass to the rhythm
Thankful for all my children
I feel a vibe inside
Imma load up the sticks and ride
Imma commit a homicide
Streets got me traumatized
I saw through all the lies
I'm beating all the odds
I'm spotting all the fraud
Sold a bag at the Travel Lodge
I'm tryna live lavishly
Plug sending them packs to me
I get em off rapidly
She pretty with confidence
She got plenty of common sense
She gon' ride like a ski bae
All this jewelry on freeze bae

Do you trust me?
This weed musty
Got gas like pump 3
Swiping [?]
Got off them 70s P's
They ain't got shit on me
Been winning [?]
Finna go flood the piece
Finna go rip a beat

Drop 10 bags on a younging
He try me he a dumb nigga
Pull up in the hood doing doughnuts
Told my niggas I'll roll up
Getting to the racks feel so good
That hoe Pussy feel so good
Eating everyday like soul food
Organic weed like Whole Foods
These niggas act for the cameras
Me And her fuck like an animal
These niggas mad cause I'm talented
Burning this money like a candle lighting
[?]
My chain like a star it shining bright
All these strains I'm clearly high
All these stones they memorizing
She know that I'm a boss she recognize it
All these green trips I got extra mileage
All the brain she give she got extra knowledge
We on Rodeo we swipe for Chanel
We in the Bay and we weigh up the bales
Peruvian weave and she color her nails
D&G T-shirt I got it on sale
Mailed out a bag so I'm checking the mail
I know the federals hot on my trail
Her pussy so good that I'm under a spell
Risking my freedom I'm feeling compelled
I'm bonding right out when they take me to jail
All these flavors I'm making these sales
Hacking this shit and I did it with Dell
Niggas be scared they running they tell
Niggas be bitching they tucking they tail
I leave a hole in your head like a whale
I got that green yeah that cabbage, that kale

Dripping on niggas like raindrops
Just hit a bitch in Bangkok
I got the game in a headlock
They hear my shit in they head now
I took an L and I'm like why God
They seen I ran it up my God
I got a foreign in my garage
These nigga come with bad intentions
These bitches come with bad intentions
Fresh like I'm dead [?]
She shake her ass to the rhythm
Thankful for all my children
I feel a vibe inside
Imma load up the stick and ride
Imma commit a homicide
Streets got me traumatized
I saw through all the lies
I'm beating all the odds
I'm spotting all the fraud
Sold a bag at the Travel Lodge
I'm tryna live lavishly
Plug send them packs to me
I get em off rapidly
She pretty with confidence
She got plenty of common sense
She gon' ride like ski bae
All this jewelry on freeze bae

done

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