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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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BlueBucksClan

Mood

 

Mood

(album: No Rules 2 - 2020)


[BlueBucksClan DJ:]
This my mood, in this bitch talking shit again (Talking shit again)
BucksClan finna get this bitch lit again (Get this bitch lit)
All my niggas buy they own shit, we ain't pitching in (We ain't pitching in)
Front desk calling like, "It's hoes here," send 'em in (Romo, send 'em in)
Hundreds busting all out my joggers, I can't fit 'em in (Fit 'em in)
Big hammers in the club, damn, how you get it in? (How you get it in?)
I ain't nothing like your last dude, you ain't used to this (Yeah)
I ain't in the mood for fast food, I want Ruth Chris

[Bino Rideaux:]
I'm in that mood, I can tire you out, yeah
That's my baby, my lil', ooh
If you go against the code, better not find nothing out, yeah
If you ain't one hundred, I'm gon' lose
I got shit that we could do that's gon' vibe you out, yeah
This ain't what you used to, I'm a real one, I'm 'bout millions, I can't feel nothing

If she top five, she get Popeyes
Finna take my ratchet bitch to Mastro's
Bougie bitch important for my backbone
How you look at me do your mind wrong
This ain't what you used to
But somehow, make it ooh, ooh, ooh
I'm feeling more vulnerable
Bust it, I'm gon' beat it 'til it's loose

I'm in that mood, I can tire you out, yeah
That's my baby, my lil', ooh
If you go against the code, better not find nothing out, yeah
If you ain't one hundred, I'm gon' lose
I got shit that we could do that's gon' vibe you out, yeah
This ain't what you used to, I'm a real one, I'm 'bout millions, I can't feel nothing

[Jeeezy:]
Pull up in that S6, you ain't used to this (Used to it)
Quarantine with your bitch, we ain't doing shit (We ain't doing shit)
I be fucking niggas' hoes, yeah, I ruin shit (Yeah, I ruin shit)
She finna make me act a fool like I'm Ludacris (Act a fool)
Got the top and I ain't hit, but she used to this (Used to it)
She know she the baddest bitch, she got confidence (Yeah, you bad)
Mimosa party, all the bitches in here bottomless (Yeah, they bottomless)
I let her rip the runway, now she modeling (Now she modeling)
I can turn a weak bitch to a popping bitch (Popping bitch)
I let all my bitches fight, I ain't stopping shit (Hell nah)
Wear this Off-White once, I ain't washing it (I ain't washing it)
Blue Franks in my pocket, ain't no Washingtons (Washingtons)

done

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