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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.

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The-Dream

Mr. Yeah

 

Mr. Yeah

(album: Love Vs. Money - 2009)


[Intro:]
Radio Killa
My publisher loves when I do this
It's the R and B gorilla
Call the radio right now
The-Dream done put it down again
Dream done put it down again
Radio Killa

[Verse 1:]
Everytime you bring you ass around
I put it down
Cupid ain't got shit on me
Loading up my arrow, cocking back your bow
Cupid ain't got shit on me
No, no, no
She said all these niggas be popping that bullshit
But I be in it like a preacher in a pulpit
It ain't they fault cause I'm sure that they mean you well
But everytime they fail she runs right back to Mr. Yeah

[Hook:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come back to Mr. Yeah

[Verse 2:]
Come here lil'baby, let me do, do that body like it ought to be done
And how could somebody mistreat a body that's hotter than one hundred suns
You deserve a better man and I got the better plan
Cupid ain't got shit on me
I'm harder than Superman, I bounce back like a rubber band
These niggas ain't got shit on me, you know it
See all these niggas be popping that bullshit
But I been in it like a pitcher in a bull pit
It ain't they fault cause I know they mean you well
Everytime you fail, she rights right back to Mr. Yeah

[Hook (x1)]

[Outro:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me here you say, eh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me here you say, eh
Kissing on my ella
Loving on my ella
Hugging on my ella
Rubbin on my ella
Feeling on my ella
Chilling with my ella
There's nothing you can tell her
I'm always kissing on my ella
Loving on my ella
nothing you can tell her
I'm Mr. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh uh, uh uh, oh yeah

done

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