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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.

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Molly Brazy

Uh Huh

 

Uh Huh

(album: Built To Last - 2019)


Uh-huh
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Ayy, turn me up
Man, what the fuck this nigga on?
What, you got some money? You want a feature?
Hold on, I'm in the studio, nigga (Winners Circle)

Got a bag, I'ma spend it (I'ma spend it)
Pop out, matching bags with my bitches (Bags with my bitches, yeah)
Lame bitches worried 'bout a nigga (Worried 'bout a nigga)
Can't catch me worried 'bout a nigga, uh-uh
Pop out, matching bags with my bitches (With my bitches, yeah)
He got a bag, I'ma spend it (And I'ma spend it)
Lame bitches worried 'bout a nigga (Worried 'bout a nigga, hah)
Can't catch me worried 'bout a nigga, uh-uh

I don't talk a lot, I'd rather get the guap
Hoes on my dick, told 'em to lick the top
Fast money, bitch, I'm really quick to the guap
Cut that nigga off faster if he fuck with the guap
Rude bitch, shoot his shot, he need assist, that nigga missed
I don't fuck with niggas who don't be up on they shit
I don't fuck with these bitches 'cause these hoes ain't shit
Put some diamonds on myself, I treat myself like I'm my bitch
Uh-huh, I need my money all hundreds
Money looking like I hit the bank and told 'em, "Run it"
I might see her nigga just to make her mad, fuck it
I ain't worried 'bout a nigga, not a ho, nan' nothing (Uh-huh)

Got a bag, I'ma spend it (I'ma spend it)
Pop out, matching bags with my bitches (Bags with my bitches, yeah)
Lame bitches worried 'bout a nigga (Worried 'bout a nigga)
Can't catch me worried 'bout a nigga, uh-uh
Pop out, matching bags with my bitches (With my bitches, yeah)
He got a bag, I'ma spend it (And I'ma spend it)
Lame bitches worried 'bout a nigga (Worried 'bout a nigga, hah)
Can't catch me worried 'bout a nigga, uh-uh

I'm too pretty to be silly over silly
Told that nigga get the fuck up off my line, I need millis
Put them twenties up, boy, want to see them hundreds
Worried 'bout a fuckboy, that is not what's up, sis
Broke nigga, that's the type my mama said don't fuck with
Real bitch, I'm the type your nigga wanna fuck with
MC Brazy 'cause these niggas can't touch this
Someone tell these hoes to run up so they can get done quick
Drop addy on that, like, "What's up, bitch?"
I ain't pussy, you can't play with me or fuck with it
Tell these hoes to get some goals beyond some dumb shit
I be on some bread shit, they be on some crumb shit (Uh-huh)

Got a bag, I'ma spend it (I'ma spend it)
Pop out, matching bags with my bitches (Bags with my bitches, yeah)
Lame bitches worried 'bout a nigga (Worried 'bout a nigga)
Can't catch me worried 'bout a nigga, uh-uh
Pop out, matching bags with my bitches (With my bitches, yeah)
He got a bag, I'ma spend it (And I'ma spend it)
Lame bitches worried 'bout a nigga (Worried 'bout a nigga, hah)
Can't catch me worried 'bout a nigga, uh-uh

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