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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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Rich The Kid

Mo Paper

 

Mo Paper


[Rich the Kid:]
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
Can't never switch, huh
Ooh, ayy, any, huh

You ain't a boss you can't touch her
I might just paint the Bentley mustard
I got rich, that's on my mother
Say she love you, still can't trust her
Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it
But my frames, they Dior, I can't see baby
Why your boyfriend a lame? I got mo' paper
Bring the money out now, I got mo' haters

Where my stash box? Bring the racks out
Watch your bad bop (Bad)
I blew that cash out (Cash, what)
Yah, ayy, ran my money up
Now I got mo' haters (I got mo' papers)
Bitches wanna fuck 'cause I got mo' papers
Now I Speed Race, I want more face
My bitch bake the cake, I might slide the Wraith
Hermès links, check the slink
Chanel when she blink, she want that 'Rari pink (Skrrt, skrrt)

You ain't a boss you can't touch her
I might just paint the Bentley mustard
I got rich, that's on my mother
Say she love you, still can't trust her
Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it
But my frames, they Dior, I can't see baby
Why your boyfriend a lame? I got mo' paper
Bring the money out now, I got mo' haters

[YG:]
I need the bag fast, fast, fast, fast (Fast)
Pulled up, Lambo, niggas mad, mad, mad, mad (Niggas mad)
Saint Laurent, hard bottoms, splash, splash, splash (Splash)
You might slip on a drip, you might need the cash
I painted my 6-4 red, a lot of my homies dead
Some of my homies Blue, a lot of my homies Red
On Bloods, I need that head, I'm trying to feel it in my legs
I'm trying to spend a little bread, fuck it up at Sakks, yeah
All my bitches drive Benz, I'll put you in a Benz
All my hoes conniving, they finesse them M's
Rich nigga slide in, oh yeah, yeah she did
Before you fuck me, give that pussy a cleanse, yeah

[Rich the Kid:]
You ain't a boss you can't touch her
I might just paint the Bentley mustard
I got rich, that's on my mother
Say she love you, still can't trust her
Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it
But my frames, they Dior, I can't see baby
Why your boyfriend a lame? I got mo' paper
Bring the money out now, I got mo' haters

done

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