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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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Terror Jr

Sweatpants

 

Sweatpants

(album: Bop City 2: TerroRising - 2017)


Give me yours, give me yours
Give, give me yours
Give me yours, give me yours
Give, give me yours

I know a girl, she a fitness model
She do coke and hit the bottle
Fake tits, plastic in her hips, poison on her lips
I wanna grow weed up north
I don't like big city shit no more
I wanna be left alone
Small ass circle just fucking with my own

You can tell them that you ride
But you ain't gon' die
Could flex all up on them socials
But you ain't that hot

I got my sweatpants on, ooh, ooh
I'm a comfy bitch, get used to it
Fucking hoes with my sweatpants on, ooh, ooh
Get over it, I'm a comfy bitch

(Fucking bitches like)
Give me yours, give me yours, give me yours
Give, give me yours
Give me yours, give me yours, give me yours
Give, give me yours

I'm just me, at the sunset, against the headrest
In my summer dress, cashing big checks like I'm under dressed
Really over your head when you're giving me yours
Giving me yours, yours
You're calling that work but it's chores
Calling that rich but it's poor

You can tell them that you ride
But you ain't gon' die
Could flex all up on them socials
I got my

I got my sweatpants on, ooh, ooh
I'm a comfy bitch, get used to it
Fucking hoes with my sweatpants on, ooh, ooh
Get over it, I'm a comfy bitch

(Fucking bitches like)
Give me yours, give me yours, give me yours
Give, give me yours
Give me yours, give me yours, give me yours
Give, give me yours

Fucking bitches with my sweatpants on, get over it

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