J Dilla
Da Warmup
[Intro: Thelonious Lincoln]
How yall doing man, its ya boy, linky linc..
Nah that shit is trash

[Verse 1: Thelonious Lincoln]
It's the thelonius, super microphonus
Out in Kingston w the Fam drinkin coronas
I got a bonus, in impalas doin donuts
Its a drop v, pull-up lookin papi
Lames copy, y'all n***as not me
Ya flow sloppy, take notes properly
On how to do this
On How we movin
Up on the smoove shit
Now y'all my students

[Interlude 1: Thelonious Lincoln]
Yo, Shoutout J Dilla man, this beat hard as fuck
Shouts out to Slum Village too
N***as got me in my bag right now man

[Verse 2]
I'm the booth goin God mode
Got ya wifey eating out a dog bowl
And I can't even walk up in these cargos
Cus I done set my pockets on largo
[Interlude 2: Thelonious Lincoln]
(Fuckboy Laugh) out a dog bowl man

[Verse 3: Thelonious Lincoln]
Yo, I said I slide through dapper
Silence the chatter
Unload barrettas
N***as move fasta
Slide on some bunnies
It's hella laughter
Before night fall shorty gon lick the rapper
But now we talking after, now she talking romance
I Ain't tryna hold hands, im just tryna hold bands
Matter fact x that, u can hold my gonads
That's just the way a QU n***a programmed
So baby get with the program
Up in Jamaica bumping slow jams
And a n***a gettin so tan
With some buddha smelling like toe jam

[Interlude 4: Thelonious Lincoln]
This is light jabs man, This is light jabs

[Verse 4: Thelonious Lincoln]
The Buddha burn quickly
The flows get sickly
I just might G U
Cus now I'm goin 50
And a n***a bankin, not up off no yayo
I'll bring back the game, just give me the say so
Just don't say no, or my youngins buckin
I am the Kidd, Kidd don't do no frontin
Stunt 101'in , y'all n***as lunchin
Don't make assumptions or we'll get to dumpin