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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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Lana Del Rey

Ghetto Baby

 

Ghetto Baby


You got a face like the Madonna,
Crying tears of gold.
Been pumping gas at the Texaco,
Road to road,

You're on the run, oh, baby,
Yeah, you're on the run, oh baby.

I'm not a trick but,
I'm a trick for you.
You give me butterflies,
Heart skipping, one two.

I know you're sick, boy,
I wanna get the flu,
I'm running temperatures,
Thinking of your love, boo.

Brooklyn move my soul like this,
Kissing my stilettos,
Move your mouth up to my lips.
Come on over ghetto baby.
(He says "Show me what you got girl").
Come on over ghetto baby.
("Drop it like it's hot girl").

I know your lips say that you wanna,
But your heart's a no.
But boy your hips say that you're gonna,
When you hold me, hold me.

You're so fun, b-baby, you,
Are too much fun, b-baby.

My local rock star,
The WillyB crew,
I'm feeling you boy,
You're liking me too.

I'm clocking chicks,
Left and right,
Just to get to you.
You're out there
On the grind now come home,
To your queen, boo.

Brooklyn move my soul like this,
Kissing my stilettos,
Move your mouth up to my lips.
Come on over ghetto baby.
(He says "Show me what you got girl").
Come on over ghetto baby.
("Drop it like it's hot girl").

Brooklyn move my soul like this,
Kissing my stilettos,
Move your mouth up to my lips.
Come on over ghetto baby.
(He says "Show me what you got girl").
Come on over ghetto baby.
("Drop it like it's hot girl").

We're a match mad in heaven,
If they're gonna talk let 'em.
If they don't think we're good together,
Baby just forget 'em.

When he's bad, he's bad.
But when he's good, no one's better.
'Cause we're a match made in heaven,
And this kind of love's forever.

Brooklyn move my soul like this,
Kissing my stilettos,
Move your mouth up to my lips.
Come on over ghetto baby.
(He says "Show me what you got girl").
Come on over ghetto baby.
("Drop it like it's hot girl").

Brooklyn move my soul like this,
Kissing my stilettos,
Move your mouth up to my lips.
Come on over ghetto baby.
(He says "Show me what you got girl").
Come on over ghetto baby.
("Drop it like it's hot girl").

done

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