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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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Florida Georgia Line

It'z Just What We Do

 

It'z Just What We Do

(album: Here's To The Good Times - 2012)


(Don't act like ya'll didn't know this wasn't comin')

Alright

[Verse 1:]
You know Tommy gonna trick his truck, jack it up big time,
Lift kit, chrome tips, spit shinin like a diamond.
Game changed and the rain came and we took it down a back road.
Georgia clay mudhole, that's how these boys roll

Now it's late night underneath the moonlight.
Errybody's feelin right, sippin on a bud light.
Go on drop yo' tailgate, turn up your radio.
I'm a build a bonfire, you can make yourself at home

Kick back, relax, you know we're just a bunch o' hillbillies
Tip back a cup a' Jack and throw your hands up with me.

[Chorus:]
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright,
It's our backwoods, boondock roots, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do.

Hey, ain't no way to make this up, when it's runnin through your blood,
There ain't no hidin the truth, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do.

Yeah, it's just what we do

[Verse 2:]
You see Tommy called Jeanie and Jeanie gon' call the hotties, tell em bout the party,
So don't forget the Bacardi.
Time to get your buzz on and your love on, all night long,
And if you play your hand right, you won't have to go home alone.

Six string pickin, solo cup sippin, and when the moments right, grab ya phone and get them digits,
Crankin that Bocephus, we all good with Jesus.
Come Sunday morning that preacher, he bout to preach it

Kick back, relax and pass the good time moonshine.
Who brought the party? Damn, that was Florida Georgia Line.

[Chorus: x3]
Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright,
It's our backwoods, boondock roots, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do.

Hey, ain't no way to make this up, when it's runnin through your blood,
There ain't no hidin the truth, it's just what we do.
It's just what we do.

Yeah, it's just what we do.

done

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