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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.

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City Girls

That's My Bitch

 

That's My Bitch

(album: City On Lock - 2020)


[JT:]
That's my bitch there
Fat ass, they stare
Thirty-four inch hair
We ain't got those shoes, we want both pairs
Dope boys, gun shells
Long nails, Chanel
If all else fails
I know my bitch gon' pay my bill

[Yung Miami:]
Want me to grip your dick with two hands (Ayy)
I want them shoes right there, cost a few bands
Uh, turn my baby daddy to my sugar daddy (Oww)
He gon' blow a bag just to make me happy (Facts)
He just put me in the Lamb', I'ma speed fast (Skrrt)
In that Rolls Royce truck where he eat ass
Booty sticking out and I ain't get shots yet
He just put me on a jet from the projects
If your nigga giving you something, stick your tongue out (Tongue out)
I need a thug baby, quick to pull his gun out (Gun out)
Uh, pussy pink, I need a G-wag
I want a rich ass nigga, fuck your cheap ass

[JT:]
That's my bitch there
Fat ass, they stare
Thirty-four inch hair
We ain't got those shoes, we want both pairs
Dope boys, gun shells
Long nails, Chanel
If all else fails
I know my bitch gon' pay my bill

Pull up, sprinter, bad bitches
And we ain't ever gotta pay 'cause we bad bitches
In the section with the niggas who got mad riches
Making it rain with their money, taking mad pictures
Pretty bitch, plenty racks in the Chanel bag
Yung Miami keep the Glock if you act bad
Pussy juice dripping on a nigga durag
Best bitch need one, I need two bags (Double)
That's my bitch there
One fight, all fight
We don't play fair, period

That's my bitch there
Fat ass, they stare
Thirty-four inch hair
We ain't got those shoes, we want both pairs
Dope boys, gunshells
Long nails, Chanel
If all else fails
I know my bitch gon' pay my bill

done

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