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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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Brennan Savage

Pull Up

 

Pull Up


[Brennan Savage:]
Pull up, I hop out, 10 bans in the Fanny pouch
Cooling with [?], take a bitch without a doubt
Your bitch, take her out, show her 'round my side of town
She seen my shit blowing, she wanna know we popping out
Young boys be flexing, I might pull up in Texas
What you get for messing, cold dirt is so messy
She think I'm sexy, she know that I'm next year
Heat up my exterior, I told her don't text me
She want to blow me, pass it to my homie
DJ be rolling, we going off that potent
Yeah, we going off that potent
Hop on in, we going off that potent

[Pourtash:]
I pull up, I hop out, girl's on me like a Mickey Mouse
She feel me, I feel her, she invite me to her mansion house
Says, she don't fuck with broke boys, but the Cali-Indie is showing out
This girls like, I'm not a doubt, every time we lean, she scream and shout
I pull up, I hop out, narcotic money in the bank account
I know what she's all bout, popping pills in a fancy gown
It's yellow, it's shiny, so bright tho, the sun's down
We act like the movies, all you hear is surround sound
I pull up, I hop out, drop a bitch off at a friend's house
Make a scene, when I'm pulling out, one day I'll show you my amount
One day show you my amount

done

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