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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!

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I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

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Tyga

100's

 

100's

(album: Bitch I'm The Shit 2 - 2017)


[Chief Keef (Tyga):]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no motherfuck' money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
(Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids)
T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfucking Lamb
(Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids)
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
'Cause I'm counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no motherfucking money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it

[Tyga:]
Running up the set, throwing up the set, bitches on set
Yeah, got bitches in the hallway
Dope in the stash, dope in the stash, hoes in the back
Yeah, that Ferrari just foreplay
Nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash, nigga put the bag
Yeah, everybody know me, bitch
Running up a check, running up a check
Techs with a tech if a nigga play me, bitch
Nigga, go that way, nigga, go that way
Bitches come this way, bitches wanna kiss me
Turn a freeway to a speedrace (Skrrt)
Don't be acting shit about the fam
Don't be reading shit in Daily Mail
I just closed a big deal, looking through my email
Watch this shit sell like Adele, yeah

[Chief Keef (Tyga):]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no motherfuck' money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
(Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids)
T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfucking Lamb
(Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids)
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
'Cause I'm counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no motherfucking money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it

[A.E.:]
Uh, bought that whip off the show room (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do and that makes her a hoe too
I'ma bachelor, I ain't got no boo, it's all be solo and nobu
Uh, drunk off the sake and the soul juice, yeah, drop out, pull up in a old school, ooh
Drop out but I'm pulling drops out, got my cock out like I told you
Heard the rumours 'bout you were so true, you thirsty and you ain't got no juice
And getting bread something that we toast to
Two girls asked me what I'm gon' do, I said both of you

[Tyga:]
Young Nobu, we at the go-thru
All my day ones is my go-tos
Got my own show just to show you
I don't trust you as far as I can throw you
Ch-ch-chop it up like Pro Tools
White diamonds dripping like '02
Niggas want beef but they Tofu
They like G.O.O.D. Music, baby, that's a good move

[Chief Keef (Tyga):]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no motherfuck' money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
(Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids)
T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfucking Lamb
(Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids)
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
'Cause I'm counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no motherfucking money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it

done

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