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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

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

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

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Bass Santana

Slidin

 

Slidin

(album: Obeah Child - 2016)


To Bass be the glory

Eight to the bottom, eight to the top, wavy
Mobbing, fuck it [?] for ya
Bass for your hips, pop in it and lock
[?], blow it, all goddamn night
I got bitches, that's my business
As my witness, I need two to keep my dick
I pull up on 'em with the shits
Mess around and catch a body fucking with this chick
Wait, I know you got niggas tryna fuck you
Wait, I know that your nigga he don't trust you
Wait, to be honest I would keep you close too
But I'm not your nigga, I just want you, aye
You are now rocking with the coldest, yuh
Pour it up and sip on this slow shit
Purple keep a motherfucker focused, yuh
That molly keep her pretty legs open, yeah

I just want a lil bad bitch on my mattress
I might move a lil fast baby, but we'll get past it
Acting up like it's too big for you, so dramatic
Roll me a blunt of that gas, I don't smoke no babbage
Hold on, wait

Do not put a label on the ting baby, yeah
Take my [?] and got no name baby, yeah
You already know the gang supreme baby, yeah
Turn the pussy to a [?] fiend baby, yeah
Got to hold it on me like five yards back
But my other niggas don't know what to do with that
She the type to like a little pain with it, wait
Mess around and put my whole name on a bitch

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