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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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City Girls

Clear The Air

 

Clear The Air

(album: PERIOD - 2018)


Thirty inch lace, so I sat on his face
I'm from the Loc's, I could tell you how the top feel
Quater mil on a new crib, red bottoms on blue heels
Pop bottles like New Years
If he high I'ma rob him, if he sweet I'ma gobble him
If he rich, I'ma slob him, if he broke, I'ma dodge him
In a room, full of flauging
He wanna fuck without his rubber on
Cuban link, but its color gone, so you know a bitch never wrong
You a broke ass fuck nigga, period!
And it ain't shit, you can tell me, I ain't hearing it

Bitch I want smoke, let's clear the air
My bitches on go! And we'll get there
Thirty on my bag, that's brick fair
Y'all hoes won't last, we gon' snap all year, yeah
Bitch I want smoke, let's clear the air
My bitches on go! And we'll get there
Thirty on my bag, that's brick fair
Y'all hoes won't last, we gon' snap all year, yeah

Let's clear the air, ain't shit sweet
Can't fuck me, suck me, or touch me, 'less ends meet
I been savage, been letting niggas have it
Take all a nigga got, and disappear like magic
I couldn't tell if he's was Haitian or Jamaican
But that nigga money long, so I had my niggas waiting
Took the money on vacation, on an island Venezuela
Magaritas with my bitches, living life, Caucasian
I gave a fuck about no hoe, who fell off, but still want smoke
Now thats a low blow, Yung Miami, that's my doll to, we on a roll
City Girls all year, y'all hoes know

Bitch I want smoke, let's clear the air
My bitches on go! And we'll get there
Thirty on my bag, that's brick fair
Y'all hoes won't last, we gon' snap all year, yeah
Bitch I want smoke, let's clear the air
My bitches on go! And we'll get there
Thirty on my bag, that's brick fair
Y'all hoes won't last, we gon' snap all year, yeah

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