Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
Lyrkit press

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!)

next

skip
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

Or rate me in Windows Store:


And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Yella Beezy

Baguettey

 

Baguettey

(album: Baccend Beezy - 2019)


[Yella Beezy:]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
(Mano)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
(OG Parker)

Okay, hey, baguettey, baguettey, hey
Check out the Patek, soft like spaghetti
Confetti, confetti
Lil' mama is ready, ass shaking like jelly
Hey, my pasta is deli
Ice on my necklace, my ice is so heavy
Hey, don't call on my 'telly
All eyes on a nigga like I'm Makaveli, hey
Get ready, get ready
Run a couple plays up on my celly
Ain't shit you can tell me
'Bout my motherfucking fade and my fetti, hey
Get deep in your belly
Can't fuck with you, bitch, if you petty, you petty
These rap niggas jealous
Rocking out with my baguettey, baguetteys

Damn right, wrong
That's right, I'm on, hey
You beef, you gone
Your brains blown, hey
Lil' bitch so sexy
We freak real long
Got down with the texting
We getting it on
I'm tryna come bone, hey
Girl, mine is so long (I swear)
Dripped down in cologne
Until your spinal is gone (Goddamn)
Go buy me some bows
And later, go buy me some clothes (Ooh-wee)
Drip down on you hoes
I'ma drip down on you hoes (Ooh)
Got the baguettey, peace
I drip water, sheesh, hey
That bitch daughter a freak (Freak)
Gave me a hard-on, skeet (Skeet)
Yeah, beep (Beep)
I'm untamed, off the leash (Leash)
Yella drip hard on the beat

Okay, yeah, baguettey, baguettey, hey
Check out the Patek, soft like spaghetti
Confetti, confetti
Lil' mama is ready, ass shaking like jelly
Hey, my pasta is deli
Ice on my necklace, my ice is so heavy
Hey, don't call on my 'telly
All eyes on a nigga like I'm Makaveli, hey
Get ready, get ready
Run a couple plays up on my celly
Ain't shit you can tell me
'Bout my motherfucking fade and my fetti, hey
Get deep in your belly
Can't fuck with you, bitch, if you petty, you petty
These rap niggas jealous
Rocking out with my baguettey, baguetteys

[Trapboy Freddy:]
That Cuban baguettey (Baguettey)
Wet like I done used myself (Excuse me)
Don't need no help (Uh-uh)
All these pounds, I move myself (Watch out)
Three hundred grams (Grams)
Man, my piece came all off pounds (Gas)
Don't make no sounds (Shh)
Hands in the air, nigga, face on the ground (Give me that)
Watch my bracelet (Bracelet)
Necklace wet, her nigga can't take it (Ugh)
AP bracelet (Bracelet)
Rocking out the Rollie, we gon' change the faces
Ooh, nigga, we jeweled up
Man, these bitches gon' choose up (Choose up)
Jimmy Choo'd up
Double cup, bitch, I'm screwed up (Screwed up)
Make it look easy (Easy)
Chill, lil' bitch, might let you meet Beezy (Beezy)
Ooh, take it a lil' easy (Easy)
Tryna keep up, boy, that shit look cheesy

[Yella Beezy:]
Okay, yeah, baguettey, baguettey, hey
Check out the Patek, soft like spaghetti
Confetti, confetti
Lil' mama is ready, ass shaking like jelly
Hey, my pasta is deli
Ice on my necklace, my ice is so heavy
Hey, don't call on my 'telly
All eyes on a nigga like I'm Makaveli, hey
Get ready, get ready
Run a couple plays up on my celly
Ain't shit you can tell me
'Bout my motherfucking fade and my fetti, hey
Get deep in your belly
Can't fuck with you, bitch, if you petty, you petty
These rap niggas jealous
Rocking out with my baguettey, baguetteys

(Mano)
(OG Parker)

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?