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Hallo! Ik ben Lirkit!

Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

We slagen voor minitests van geheugenspellen. klaar

Nu je veel woorden kent, zul je heel snel de hele taal leren kennen!

Ik wed dat je verrast zult zijn hoe effectief deze methode is!)

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Lob

 

Lob

(album: Missed Calls - 2018)


[Kid Ink:]
Ooh, ah yeah

Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that bitch a lob, threw that bitch a lob
Money make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that bitch a lob, threw that bitch a lob

Money bag, yo, go keep a chain, hundred bag
Backwood if you really 'bout that smoke
Know your type, only niggas that ain't broke
Dance in them Jimmy Choos, ayy
Your skin color a bottle of Yoo-hoo
That big old dude, I point and shoot
Came with the truth, case niggas start acting boof
I can't refuse, she with y'all
Least she fighter with the moves
I threw that lob like I coulda went to Duke
Lil baby, it's just right 'cause she demand
Walk it like I talk it in these Vans, ah yeah

Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that bitch a lob, threw that bitch a lob
Money make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that bitch a lob, threw that bitch a lob

[Rory Fresco:]
It ain't nothing to me, jewelry cold like one degree
I'ma throw it all, it's gon' fall from a hundred feet
Rory don't do nothing cheap, don't sleep at the Double Tree
Bad bitches run at me like, can you give me something to see?
She gon' go long for the throat, might sign her
And she all alone on her own, need a sponsor
I threw all this cash, if I do my math right
You just do a sash, I go through the smash
Living stupid fast, bitch, I do the dash
It ain't same type of shit that will get you to crash
Just know who in first, don't know who in last
I just threw the bag, if the truth be asked

[Kid Ink:]
Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that bitch a lob, threw that bitch a lob
Money make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that bitch a lob, threw that bitch a lob

[Juliann Alexander:]
I could tell that she a fan, I'm a rock star with no band
I get money in advance, then I do my money dance
Can you throw it back on me by chance?
You a bad bitch, you ain't innocent
I just walked in with a brand new bitch
And a rock star clique, you can suck my dick
Rest in peace to Lil Peep, took a Xan in the whip
Swerving on a highway, swerving on your bitch

[Kid Ink:]
Pop a willy with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that bitch a lob, ooh that shit a vibe
Ooh, ah yeah

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?