Spoonfed Soul

Roberto Carlos

This Tyme

Practice?

Lemme Think

Major Van Winkle x Guy Harrison - Vibes

GH x WES - That's G (prod. MattMiGGZ)

Player (prod. Shepard)

Renaissance Man (prod. Shepard)

Yeah, GH & WES,
just a couple brothas

its that BHF

Pretty ass hoes, skinny ass clothes
Miss me with the frontin with your silly ass flows
Stuntin in my butters
Kill em in the kitchen
My bitch booty switchin 
Her jimmy choos clickin 
crooks and the castles we blowin clouds of the chronic smoke
my clique iconic we got em sick with bubonic flows
after the show we sippin chillin with college hoes
tell her we'll see her again but she already know
the kids mission to live it like sid vicious
party with red cups and medically filled swishers
lettin these hoes know that kickin it is a privilege
kickin they ass out if they gettin into business
i make her feel like she the only one
so she throw that thing back like she owe me one
that thing solid she pussy poppin go get it mama
this kama sutra i got her smokin that dalai lama

HOOK (WES)
Rippin shots, smokin pot
tell me you with that
Got the bars, you got the beat?
well let me get that
cuz we gon get it even if you aint ready 
tell me you with it if you with it, or else nigga forget it

GH (verse)

startin unknown, but I finish unforgettable
A-B-C-D-E-F GH keep it alphabetical
the edibles from d-town dispensaries exemplary
had me couch locked like a had a leg injury
they into me, pretty hoes specifically
got it from my pops thats exactly how my kids gon me
tall, dark, handsome
all night im vampin
you actin bryan cranston
talkin bout a mansion?
why you lyin?
where you find this, this so timeless, forever hot
this time next year you gon find me in a better spot
puerto rico, i share the cuervo
been doing it since i was seventeen barely legal
G to the H its ya homeboy harrison
the fam come first puttin in work, takin care of them
like hi-top forces fourth grade had a pair of them
tried to keep clean, I committed my fair share of sins
OJ in my OE  u.o.e.n.o it
my money like the spurs in game 6 I'm bout to blow it
keep it progressive in sessions homie where the hell ya Flo at
you niggas depress me give me some prozac
feel like 6th grade switch blade how sharp I am
I oughta laugh autographin titties when i sharpie em
its permanent, circumvent descent
yeah I'm worth every cent
merkin every beat shep sent
leavin MC's tense I'm gone...
 

HOOK 
Rippin shots, smokin pot
tell me you with that
Got the bars, you got the beat?
well let me get that
cuz we gon get it even if you aint ready 
tell me you with it if you with it, or else nigga forget it


Let Me Get That (prod. Shepard)

Lyrics:
(GH)
Extraordinarily rare I'm Sean Connery Smooth
I should be the first black James Bond next movie
Not in need of approval, no permission required
Diffusin bombs with aplomb, clippin the wires
See I play to win the game
Miracle at the meadowlands
Paid for what I'm sayin 
after shows went and met the fans
No Met fan fam, I'm a Philly Fanatic
I was just a rap fan, now I'm brilliant at it
See my defense mechanism, little extra wisdom
only do it for my fam extra nepotism
fuck ya pessimism, I'm an impressionist
contemporary, eventually legendary
I need my space shotgun formation
Hella bars in the vault locked in the basement
high stuck with the bass sound waves encapsulate me
young, black educated congratulate me

(WES)
Ya, its BHF on a miggz beat
soul food like collard greens and pigs feet
now dig in, the presence felt like a sit in
raising black fists so niggas know we aint kiddin
but we the furthest from militant
chillin smokin a little bit
potent be the potion while frank ocean singin pyramids
yeah, i got the incense burnin
on that three wheel motion when the wheels get to turnin
its the general, 
you already know that its WES dog, 
im here in the flesh my verse is always the best part, 
pour up a lil bitta jamie doe
the tracks prestine, the sisteen micheal angelo
im back at it like a crack addict
i told my niggas all it ever took was practice
i put the mic down but now im relapsin
and now im in the booth aint no time for relaxin
find me in the corner chillin on my johnny paxson
puttin these shots down
nigga we hot now cuz
me and Guy got the scheme to get it 
we just mackin on pretty women
while manifestin the vision that me and my brother livin
while im up in this kitchen 
whippin like betty crocker 
i gotta make this my mission
cuz shiny things and diamond rings are not given
you gotta earn but you gotta learn the skys the limit
thats word to biggie baby
im in yo city sippin somethin gettin really crazy
cuz round my way we get in the whip and roll up
on the way to the money we dont slow up you know us

Hook (GH & WES)
So put ya glass in the air, for the man of the hour
they say no one man should have all this sour
so put ya glass in the air, for the man of the hour
put the glass in the air, glass in the air, glass in the air yeaaa, hey





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