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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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Ducati

 

Ducati


60,000 dollar Ducati, belt by Gucci
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
My bitch in Pucci, I still rock Coogi

I rock designer this and that, you would too
My bitch thick, I fuck her from the back and you would too
These [?], they vintage, two racks, throw a bitch two racks
Got the Glock, do that, I was getting top
I'm not no durag, tryna ride my fucking wave
But you not no brush, I got 26s, they Vellanos, brushed
And I poured up some Hi-Tech in the fucking Crush
My bitch thick, you look at that, you gon' have a crush
She not looking back, not gon' even blush
Nigga, I erase you for six racks, you gon' be dust
Nigga, we got plenty dirty sticks, it won't be us
My bitch badder than my ten year old, and he cuss
I pull up on you in a new old-school with no rust
I pull up on a nigga with his boo, you know us
Give her back and make a bitch uncomfortable, you know cuffs
His and hers Hermes, this her must
2000 at Ron of Japan just for us
It's a Backwood of exotic in my hand, smell like must
And these kicks I got on, I got them from France, not from US
Straight A, Flipmode, Busta bust
I'm in the two door, don't think I ever caught the bus
Nigga, you too old to try run up on one of us
60,000 dollar Ducati, belt by Gucci
My bitch in Pucci, I still rock Coogi
Smoke exotic weed, sound like it's mocking me
Rock designer jeans, they not marked down

ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
60,000 dollar Ducati, belt by Gucci
My bitch in Pucci, I still rock Coogi

done

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