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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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Kid Buu

Billie

 

Billie

(album: Blind For Love 3 - 2020)


You ain't really eating boy your pockets look anemic
All these rappers are my son I feel like Billie Jean, yeah
Try to run up, not the one that blicky in my jeans yeah
All these racks I got it on me can't fit in my jeans yeah
You ain't really eating boy your pockets look anemic
All these rappers are my son I feel like Billie Jean, yeah
Try to run up, not the one that blicky in my jeans yeah
All these racks I got it on me can't fit in my jeans yeah

Heard you ain't getting no racks
Heard you be chilling with rats
I keep them racks in the bank
All of my niggas yell SLATT
I got the strap its a Mac
I hit that hoe before I go to the bank
I hit that hoe then I don't call her back
She say she need percs cause I'm hurting her back
That pussy wet but that pussy don't stank
I got the water like sink
Fuck what a fuck nigga think
I'm everything a fuck nigga ain't
Kid Buu a demon but my bitch a saint
New Saint Laurent it go good with the mink
I'm popping on perc's and I'm smoking on dank
I'm off a bean and I'm sipping on drank
I'm off the seal I ain't talking about state
We cleaned you out I ain't talking about slate
We got the cake I ain't talking about baked
Counting big racks and they only blue face
Stay with gorillas not talking about Bape
I got the strap like a lesbian babe
I got the smoke that boy don't want no vape
Can't save a hoe I don't own me a cape

You ain't really eating boy your pockets look anemic
All these rappers are my son I feel like Billie Jean, yeah
Try to run up, not the one that blicky in my jeans yeah
All these racks I got it on me can't fit in my jeans yeah
You ain't really eating boy your pockets look anemic
All these rappers are my son I feel like Billie Jean, yeah
Try to run up, not the one that blicky in my jeans yeah
All these racks I got it on me can't fit in my jeans yeah

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