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Hallo! Ik ben Lirkit!

Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

We slagen voor minitests van geheugenspellen. klaar

Nu je veel woorden kent, zul je heel snel de hele taal leren kennen!

Ik wed dat je verrast zult zijn hoe effectief deze methode is!)

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What? What? What? What?
I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit

I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me (Alright)
I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me
I'm trying to get high til' (What?) I can't feel nothing (Woah)
I'm trying to get high til' (What?) I can't feel nothing (Woah)
I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)
I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothing
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Damn)
I'm way too high, woah woah
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah woah
I'm way too high (Woah)

Wake up (Yeah, wake up)
It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt)
I brush my teeth and count up (Woah, what, slatt)
I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt)
I'm bout to dirty my cup (Woah, what?)
Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up)
I make her scream when we fuck (Slatt, scream)
I don't drive R8s, I don't like those
I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (What?)
Can't fuck with nobody, not even my shadow
I got on Ed Hardy, she got on stilettos
She my best friend, yeah we not a couple (Slatt)
She a rockstar, she a sex symbol
The way she do that shit, she make it look simple (What? What?)
The way she do that shit, she make it look simple (What? What?)
Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? What?)
Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, yeah)
Tell me everybody you touched in this room (Ooh, ooh)
I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (Ooh, what? What?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Huh, oh)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Yeah)

Can't trust no bitch (What? Yeah), can't trust these niggas (Bih)
In love with my money, in love with my pistols
In love with my bitch, I think she my bitch (Woah, bih)
I know she suck dick, I know she not shit (Woah, what?)
I been thinking 'bout it, finna cut off that bitch (What? What?)
She don't cook, she don't clean, but she want Ruth Chris (What? What?)
I don't even like to hug (What? What?), I don't even like to kiss
I just pat her on the ass, and tell her "Good shit"
I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (Red)
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?, slatt, slatt)
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (Slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (What?)
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?)

I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me (Alright)
I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me
I'm trying to get high til' (What?) I can't feel nothing (Woah)
I'm trying to get high til' (What?) I can't feel nothing (Woah)
I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)
I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothing
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Damn)
I'm way too high, woah woah
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah woah
I'm way too high (Woah)

What? What? What? What?
I'm so high man, I can't even feel shit

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?