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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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Rick Ross

Star Island

 

Star Island

(album: Too Good To Be True - 2023)


Tell them niggas, "Get in line," they ain't got no money (None, brrt, brrt)
Spent thirty-five million on my jet, nigga (Woo)
Week later, spent another thirty-five million (Woah, double M)
On a palace on motherfucking Star Island
(ATL Jacob, he a fucking millionaire)
Take notes, nigga (Huh)

Life up easy (Lot), a lot of riders on it (A lot, ruckus)
I play greasy (What?), it ain't no plotting on me (No plotting, brrt)
She too easy, I told the bro to lob her for me (Throw that out)
If I catch you cheating, I'll buy you a watch, we probably gon' rob you for it
A lot of money (A lot)
You ain't never counting no money 'til you get tired of money (Woo)
Toting, running 'round, right hand in the trenches with all my diamonds on me (Brrt)
Homie a clown, get hit in his head, you see on fire on 'em
Switchy on the pound, rip through his Louis felt like it's fire on him, it's hot
I'm with Ricky, me and my sticky (Boss)
Right in the rear view, niggas tricky
I got twenty hoes right now, but only gon' two 'cause I'm picky
Pulling a Rolls-Royce through my old hood, it ain't no way they could miss me (No way)
She was on demon time, lil' ho-ho (Huh), it ain't no way she could kiss me
It ain't no way (It ain't no way)
It ain't no way (It ain't no way)
I just sniped a famous bitch and cut her like she OJ
She was tryna play with me, I'ma text her on her birthday
For what? (For what?)
Just to ask her if she okay

Okay (Okay)
Okay, okay (Okay, okay)
Meek, I love it, nigga (I love it)
I love it (I love it), yes (M-M-)

Jokić and Murray, you know we determined
Sending my shooters like a movie, I'm closing your curtains (Uh)
Kobe and Shaq (Shaq), the bottles are black (Black)
The nine inches to you bitches and all of you rats (Rat)
Why you counting my pockets? (Pockets)
Bitches DM my bitches (Bitches)
IRS sheet been talking, real estate is extensive (Extensive)
My money retarded (Ha), since you niggas is dummies (Dummy)
And my label the largest (M-M-), I just came for the money (Brrt)
I'm not dissing you niggas (Nah)
I'm just tipping the killers (Biggest)
We can share all the women (Woo)
I'm not getting no feelings (Hahaha)
Africa to Nairobi (Nairobi)
I got kids in the village (Village)
Yes, they call me, "Don dada" (Don dada)
Been through pain and they feel it (Uh)
Put the hoes on a bus (Bus)
We could jump on a jet (Jet)
737, I'ma jump on the next (Hahaha)
Them fake ass lab diamonds (Lab)
Left a lump on your neck (Lab)
I gave your bitch a double M, it ain't none but baguettes (Baguettes)

Yes, baguettes
It's too good to be true (M-M-)
They can't believe we pulled it off, nigga

done

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