Lyrics:
like John Wick
(John Wick)
We let bullets go, fuck the opps
Them niggas not 'bout shit
(Hol' up, 'Bout shit)
Pull up by myself, just a few niggas
I rock
really came right up
Couple things these flows really in light of
I heard doves fly a lot by just where the wind goes
That's why I'm always fine waving by
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
really John
They think they know me but my whole life they got really wrong
They like my music, yeah they like when I put out a song
But all I really
to make a nigga cry
There's puddles by feet I almost drowned
Everybody talkin' bout the drip but I really douse
There's a puddle near me
(Puddles by my
happy bitch you inna way
Been thru it all dat I can I need a break
We been involved by the end of the summer Forget it all
John snow have a new bitch by
creep and listen when I talk
As I soothe in the groove, cause I'm smooth like Mr. Rourke
Doobely-zoo Mr. Wu, no need to be rude, but F.U.
Cause I ain't
boy
Minus the law diploma
Revered by his dad
who tried to give the squeeze
Look out
Look out for John Cleese
A thing I bet you didn't know
I'm dancing on air, haven't a care
I'm on the beam
Time's flying by
And I'm flying high
I'm walking on wings
And ev'rything's peaches
the bass
I like the bass
I like the bass
I like the grooves, but I digress
This is the hook
This is the hook
It's catchy, you like it
This is
diller of his, it really really grooves
And whence we’re finished having our fun,
He’ll feed me his Krabby Patties until I’m done
So how about this time,
Now that word means a whole lot to me
Now what I mean by that, it's simple as this
You gotta open up your head
Matter of fact, open up your mind
And let
Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can
With a world of good intentions by it
It's the end of this
It's the end of having to worry about it
To the end of it
To the end of holding hands
Labalos
It don't really matter if you north side
It don't even matter if you south side
I be right there by your side
Your side, your side
I be right
Play wit it
Rock wit me, roll
Just let yourself fall for me
Can you just move wit it, Groove wit it
Get up on it if you really want it
Rock wit me oh
and rubles to a bunch of really weird Swiss guys
And we were rockin'
Took a little while but we finally got to get our groove on
We were running weapons
and rubles to a bunch of really weird Swiss guys
And we were rockin'
Took a little while but we finally got to get our groove on
We were running weapons
(Gots to move.....)
(Really I been tryna get back in the groove.....)
(Think I feel it, wait I-.....)
Uh,uh
Let me get in my mental, AKA good
Im John with the stick Madden
Went and did my thing slid away like Aladdin
Really gotta get my bread up not worried about a ring for a baddie
But
Audemar on my wrist and its automatic
Pullin up in a coupe and its automatic
Really made it out, kinda hard to imagine
If you got a problem make you
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
and change your mood
Don't try to stand right here and keep up your groove
So dance with me, let's set you free tonight
I don't waste my time, i want you by my
I'm infatuated, I don't care
'Cause they really don't know
They'll never see or hear the things I do with you.
So far as I'm concerned they all can
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