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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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DaBaby

Bank Account

 

Bank Account

(album: Baby Talk 4 - 2017)


I don't fuck with cancerous, been fucking with my mama (Yeah, yeah)
And I don't use my bank account, I count too many commas (Yeah, yeah)
And niggas claim they looking for me, hurry up and find me (Huh)
And you can send a contract but I'll prolly never sign it (Bitch)
I'm the hottest trapping rapping nigga out the Carolinas (Bitch)
And weed as bad as alcohol, so I sell it to minors (Huh)
And she not that bad after all, that makeup had me blinded (Uh)
I got so much fucking paper in my bag, I need a binder
I hopped off the airplane jigging, I'm on Hennessy, no molly (Yeah)
They gangsta on the internet, they see me, never try me (Huh)
And I'll drop to my knees and talk to God, I'm feeling godly
Keep me 'way from hating niggas 'fore I end up catching bodies
Damn, he hating on me, he was just beside me
God damn, fuck that nigga, everything about him
God damn, all I need is two forties, fuck a rifle
Need to take my ass to church and get some help, pick up a bible
I can't change the way I'm living, asking God can he forgive me (Yeah, yeah)
All the trials and tribulations that I'm facing (yeah, yeah)
Allegations that I'm faking
Pull up on me, bitch, I'm waiting, I'ma squeeze on this big 40
'Fore they take me, I'ma take 'em, fuck waiting
Made me switch the tags up on the rental
Pull up shooting out the window
My nigga never really liked you
You gon' fuck around and make me send him
I'm a mothafucking mastermind, before I break the rules, I'ma bend 'em
Like I'm 15, 000 in my denim, take them pictures hopping off the sprinter, bitch

Huh, M's in my, uh
M's in my, uh
M
M's
M's

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