J Dilla - WunFotie lyrics

[Verse 1] Tired of these n***as that just really think they hot I be in the cut, doing things you never thought Not selling rocks, robbing n***as, or bustin' em shots (shots) Flying out them lines that'll get me to the top Funny n***as think it's funny spittin' with that funny rap I'm the type of n***a that give them n***as a heart Georgia's back, n***as really be comin' weak Well I say this, all (all) hail the Laxx P Straight up out the south east Ali, duck, weave, n***a I'm for ya mouthpiece n***as weak as Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, wordplay And why you liftin' up that skirt bae? Man I swear these hoes be thirsty as Gobi Go play in traffic if you disagree with Laxx P Free Max B, from where the traps be the cla**y Writin' daily, and n***as know that I'm k**in' em I be on the pad, like a period, serious n***as just ain't hearing' it They hearing' a beat And a monotone tone, put your woman to sleep The black sheep, n***as bitin' these lines Think I don't hear it Say get on my level, well homie, I'm not near it I'm in the stratosphere, boy you lookin' up to me Speak up, young buck, and then have a seat I rip out yo guts, we 'bout to have a feast Like the pilgrims did, when they finally found peace You say you a g, really 5 letters after it Lame, hyyerglyphics in my slang, and I mastered it n***a