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letra de j0hn w1ck - boen_music

[intro]
my buddy (my buddy)
my buddy (my buddy)
wherever i go, he goes
my buddy (my buddy)
my buddy (my buddy)
my buddy and me

look
i am not john wick, alright
i never will be
i am a random white kid, sitting in his bedroom, rapping about guns
but
alright, there is a big “but”, alright
i held a bb gun once, so like (i)

[chorus]
i am john wick, boy, uh
“cough, cough” ’cause i’m too sick for ya’
i just heard you a b-tch boy, uh
p-ss baby, i’m too murderous for ya’, ayy
i am john wick, boy, uh
“cough, cough” ’cause i’m too sick for ya’
i have just heard you a b-tch boy, uh
p-ss baby, i’m too murderous for ya’, ayy
[verse]
okay, i fl!ck the wrist like i fl!ck the bic
i hear the metronome, it’s goin’ “tick tock”
and it’s ticking’ right down, to the time i go off
throw a molotov
i’m just kidding, no
i don’t like violence
i just wanna steal from cupid
she hearing’ my music
go dummy, go stupid
take a vitamin, and it’s bitter
the bic’s ‘finna fl!cker
hear that “tick tock”, it’s goin’ off, ayy
f-ck on a b-tch, she a dyk- and a virgin
(broke her) hymen, i’m rhymin’
i’m plotting and scheming
got up in her guts just like i am a surgeon
got 33 greens, like simon, i chime in
i don’t got much time left
i f-ck on a b-tch, though i don’t know her @
act like a brat, we f-ck, we don’t chat
pull up while shooting, your brains, they go splat
my b-tch, she ain’t flat
b-tch, she got fat, uh
pull up on shawty, and i hit it from the back
ayy, uhh
f-ck on a b-tch, though i don’t know her @
said, f-ck on a b-tch, and i, ayy
[chorus]
i am john wick, boy, uh
“cough, cough” ’cause i’m too sick for ya’
i just heard you a b-tch boy, uh
p-ss baby, i’m too murderous for ya’, ayy
(i am john wick, boy, uh, yuh)
(sick for, uh, yuh, uh)
(b-tch boy, uh)
(p-ss baby, i’m too murderous for ya’, ayy) (ayy)
i am john wick, boy, uh
“cough, cough” ’cause i’m too sick for ya’
i have just heard you a b-tch boy, uh
p-ss baby, i’m too murderous for ya’, ayy (uhhhhh)
i am john wick, boy, uh
“cough, cough” ’cause i’m too sick for ya’
i just heard you a b-tch boy, uh
p-ss baby, i’m too murderous for ya’, ayy
i am john wick, boy, uh
“cough, cough” ’cause i’m too sick for ya’
i have just heard you a b-tch boy, uh
p-ss baby, i’m too murderous for ya’, ayy

[outro]
i just, uhh, coughed up blood

- boen_music

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