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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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Kap G

Want My M's (Original Version)

 

Want My M's (Original Version)


[Gunna:]
Cut the top, no lid
Drop my top, fuck the cops
Got ice on my hands
I pop that shit like, bitch, 'cause I want me a check
Bitch, wash my Vette
It's a rich nigga, watch your step
I'm just playing with the cards I was dealt
Had to work real hard with no help
I invested it all in myself
Now the foreign valet to Saks Fifth
Actavis and Hi-Tech whenever I sip
Gunna get paid just to walk in your VIP
Call my lil' bae, dick inside of her lip
Neighborhood loc, gotta keep a ex' clip
If you selling dope gotta keep it on your hip

Crème de la crème
Icing on the rims
'Bout to shoot a film
Stacking that cheese, told my team nigga we here
I want some Gs stuck on my jeans to go with my Ms

I want my Ms, I want my Ms
I want my Ms, I want my Ms
I want my Ms, yeah, I want my Ms
I want my Ms, yeah, I want my Ms

[Kap G:]
I just wan' fuck on her face, yeah (Her face)
That's 'bout a M for a Wraith, yeah (A Wraith)
I might just shut down the place, yeah (The place)
I gotta pick up my pace, yeah (Skrrt)
I run a four flat for them bands (Yeah)
Kap G a runningback, uh (Back)
My shooters come for your sack, uh (Sack)
J be sipping on the Act', yeah (Yeah)
Southside on the map (Yeah)
I'll fucking air it on the net, yeah
Magic city make it clap, uh (Yeah)
Pussy boy, don't give me dap, nah (Racks)
My Gucci is vintage, yeah (Gucci is vintage)
My car is not rented, yeah (Skrrt)
Put that drink in my cup (Cup)
Kap G a actor, rapper, and a chemist, uh (Kap G)
Free my boy with the sentence (Free my boy with the sentence)
Had to handle his business, yeah (Had to handle his business)
And my bitch is Brazilian (Woo)
Told Jetson, "Let's go get these millions" (Woo, yeah)
No matter what, they gon' hate (Yeah)
I'm the brown Bill Gates, uh (Racks)
Fuck along we straight, uh
Give me dome in the Wraith, uh (Kap G, skrrt)

Crème de la crème, yeah
Icing on my rings, ayy
How much you spend? Ayy
Ay, look at my neck, that Fiji, I could've bought a bitch
Put some VVs on my T to go with my Timbs

I want my Ms, I want my Ms
I want my Ms, I want my Ms
I want my Ms, I want my Ms
I want my Ms, I want my Ms

[Playboi Carti:]
Bringing, quit bringing your friend, stop bringing your friend
I'm fucking 'em both, ayy
Fuck in the booth, I fuck 'em again, huh
I got the bands, huh
I got the cash, I gotta spend, uh
I gotta spend, huh
On a lil ho I cannot spend, huh
I got this dope, huh
Butterfly doors, check out the flow, huh
Watch how they float, uh
Diamonds, they choke, look at the gold, huh
Look at the goat, ay
You sit at the top just like a pro, yeah
2900, that's home
2900 my zone
2900 I go, throw the hoes up if you a goat, uh
I got that bitch on my phone, huh
I got that 9 in my coat, ooh
I mix that Hen' with the coke, uh
I'm on that lean for sure, ooh
I buy that pill for the low, huh
I got these hoes, what?

[Kap G:]
I want my Ms, I want my Ms
I want my Ms, I want my Ms
I want my Ms, I want my Ms
I want my Ms, I want my Ms

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