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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

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Yung Mal

Cold Shoulder

 

Cold Shoulder

(album: Iceburg - 2019)


[Intro:]
Shawty Fresh on the track
Switch it up

[Yung Mal (Lil Quill):]
Something like a pimp (Yeah, yeah)
All my hoes remote controlling (Mhm)
Lil' bitch got dipped (Hmm, Iceburg)
Hit her with the cold shoulder (Yeah)
Know the bag get zipped, bitch
12 can't smell no fucking odor (Uh-uh)
Eight chains on, cold like North Dakota (Ice)
Nigga, just stay in your lane, stay focused (Yeah)
Bitch got dicked, one fucking my whoadie (Hold on)
Racks in my jeans, they loaded, they poking (Cash)
Winter time, Biscayne, condo on Ocean (Go)
Smoking, Gelato, Biscotti, and Mochi
King of this shit, boy, I need a trophy
I need an extra, I hit it with soda (It's Quill)
Too many chains, it be causing commotion (1'5 shit, nigga)
Just cash the check, I don't talk to promoters

[Lil Quill:]
She tryna fuck, she can't even come over
Got red in my cup, got me leaning and over
Feel like a pimp, I got pink on the sofa
Bustdown on my wrist and it's blinging all over
Ride through the city, the heat didn't hold it
Fuckin the game, watch, we bend it over
Been getting bread, loaf
Gabbana Dolce on the top of my loafer
Huh, get them whacked, no attempt (Whacked, baow)
Lean and Percs in the the camp (Lean, mud)
Put your face on a blimp (Put your lil' face on a blimp)
In the hood, he exempt (In the hood, where?)
Pop shit like pimp (Pop shit like stare)
I got big bad backend (Backend)
He broke, don't know why he capping

[Yung Mal:]
Something like a pimp (Yeah, yeah)
All my hoes remote controlling (Mhm)
Lil' bitch got dipped (Hmm, Iceburg)
Hit her with the cold shoulder (Yeah)
Know the bag get zipped, bitch
12 can't smell no fucking odor (Uh-uh)
Eight chains on, cold like North Dakota (Ice)
Nigga, just stay in your lane, stay focused (Yeah)
Bitch got dicked, one fucking my whoadie (Hold on)
Racks in my jeans, they loaded, they poking (Cash)
Winter time, Biscayne, condo on Ocean (Go)
Smoking, Gelato, Biscotti, and Mochi
King of this shit, boy, I need a trophy
I need an extra, I hit it with soda
Too many chains, it be causing commotion
Just cash the check, I don't talk to promoters (Iceburg)

Pull up on Candler, my young nigga posted (1'5)
Huh, them young niggas slicker than lotion (Mhm)
See the opps, then that shit get toasted
Nigga fell off tryna get with the motion (Haha, hah)
Riding in the Bentley, I'm coasting (Go)
Young nigga go hard and stay focused
Came from the dirt with the rat and the roaches (On God)
I ride with a stick, yeah, that motherfucker loaded
1017 Iceburg the coldest (Ice)
All these chains, can't help but to notice
I'm in that 'Rari, Quill in a brand new Lotus
Bitch, we ball like Ginobili (Ball)
I be going hard, need to give me a trophy
Hah, I'm smoking Gelato with Mochi
And these young niggas...

Something like a pimp (Yeah, yeah)
All my hoes remote controlling (Mhm)
Lil' bitch got dipped (Hmm, Iceburg)
Hit her with the cold shoulder (Yeah)
Know the bag get zipped, bitch
12 can't smell no fucking odor (Uh-uh)
Eight chains on, cold like North Dakota (Ice)
Nigga, just stay in your lane, stay focused (Yeah)
Bitch got dicked, one fucking my whoadie (Hold on)
Racks in my jeans, they loaded, they poking (Cash)
Winter time, Biscayne, condo on Ocean (Go)
Smoking, Gelato, Biscotti, and Mochi
King of this shit, boy, I need a trophy
I need an extra, I hit it with soda
Too many chains, it be causing commotion
Just count the check, I don't talk to promoters (Huh)

[Outro:]
Shawty Fresh on the track
Switch it up

done

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