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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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LUCKI

Fast Car

 

Fast Car

(album: Watch My Back - 2017)


Aye whoa I can't fuck witchu
Aye
Aye whoa I can't fuck witchu
I'm gon' aye
I can't fuck witchu
I'm gon' win her on, aye
Aye, woah

Ima gon' win her on
She here til' the morning
We can't fuck witchu
Bitch ignore the truth
She gon' put them on
Might just want them on
Took my shirt for proof
I'm a addict truth
Purple magic, poof
Nod off acting new
I won't lie to you
I'm these other dudes
Bro just cut her loose
She just not for you
Who imagine being gone in a fast car
Aye, never hear a no cause she's a sad broad
And I get a cut cause brodie tax frauds
Uber Pool her home if she half job
Niggas talking reckless I could have y'all
Percocet for breakfast this my last time
Every single text looks like a jig-saw
Dash boy Escobar
Jumpman cut him loose
OG praying for em
He a demon too
Tell one lie to me
I'll get rid of you
Hoe too nice to me
Think I'm sick of you
Who imagine being gone in a fast car

Whoa, aye, aye, whoa
Who imagine being gone in a fast car
Whoa, aye, whoa, aye
Whoa, aye, whoa ooh
Aye woah, aye aye

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?