The recipe lyrics

The recipe lyrics DEFAULT

Kendrick Lamar - The Recipe Lyrics

  • [Sample]Explain
  • Smoking weed with you
  • Cause you taught me to
  • [Verse 1: Dr. Dre]
  • Every morning when I wake up, uh, money on my mind
  • Good times and to get caked up, uh, sunshine coming through my blinds
  • I’m living but, really though, it’s never enough
  • 10 milli on, that's a must, living in California
  • Everybody wanna visit for (Women, weed and weather)
  • They come for (Women, weed and weather)
  • (For the women, weed and weather)
  • From all around the world for the (Women, weed and weather)
  • These niggas’ll kill for that, put it in your grill for that
  • Still everybody gotta build for that, me? I make mills off that
  • How the ***** y'all can't see I ride, when I drive, down the block and
  • You look outside, H-A-T-E in your eyes, I enter big money for the enterprise
  • It’s a beautiful day I guess for a ***** to roll with Andre I guess
  • Roll it up, baby come lift that dress then roll it up for me when I’m stressed
  • [Hook]
  • You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
  • New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
  • Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping
  • But nothing like my hometown I’m forever living
  • Women, weed and weather
  • (They come for) women, weed and weather
  • For the women, weed and weather
  • (From all around the world for the) women, weed and weather
  • Got that women, weed and weather
  • Don't it sound clever, come and play
  • What more can I say? Welcome to LA
  • [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
  • My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him
  • Some, three W's only for a three day run, *****
  • Take them mother*****in' panties off, you ain't no.. nun, shit
  • I be living in the sky everytime I ride by them hoes
  • Ribbon in the sky on the radio cause Stevie know I control
  • Let it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old
  • You want to be one, to peak on the chart
  • So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
  • She in the coupe, she in the Neon cause she on the BS before we can start
  • ***** with a nigga, ride with a nigga, let 'em know the priority order me
  • Hennessey and for my niggas OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees
  • Boy he's on his job, boy he sure be having the marks on they mark
  • Pretty *****es and tire marks, let 'em inhale them pipe exhausts
  • Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice
  • No way hell no, uh uh, if I’m wrong I don't wanna be right
  • We want to be one, to peak on the chart
  • So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
  • Women, weed, weather, it’s not my fault
  • That it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off
  • [Hook]
  • [Verse 3: Dr. Dre]
  • Known for that homegrown where I come from
  • Smoke one, palm trees, double D's got 'em topless in the sun
  • I shall proceed, that's me, mutha***** your opinion
  • How many ways am I killing 'em? Shit, right around a billion
  • We on it, that mean we living for the moment
  • That mean she’ll ***** 'til the morning, time and I got time
  • And I know that I’m in a position of controlling, anything, I by that ocean
  • I'm a boss I’ll buy that ocean, ain't nobody *****ing with this
  • [Verse 4]
  • They want that shit, they often feind, I give it to ‘em, but in between
  • My time, I gotta tie shoestrings, life’s a trip when you want these things
  • I often slip and then I lean toward three W's in life
  • You know blow job need an application, eating ***** make appetite
  • And yeah my type, I like 'em brown, just like my drink, the ***** you think
  • I don’t ***** with no hand me downs, see if you ***** then it's after me
  • You know how much I’mma make it work? You know her trust livin' in her purse
  • When you discussed your love for lust, just make sure you visit here first, Cali
  • [Hook]

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    "The Recipe" lyrics

    Kendrick Lamar Lyrics

    "The Recipe"
    (feat. Dr. Dre)

    [Sample: Twin Sister - "Meet The Frownies"]
    Smokin' weed with you
    'Cause you taught me to
    Smokin' weed with you
    'Cause you taught me to

    [Dr. Dre and Kendrick Lamar:]
    Every morning when I wake up, uh
    Money on my mind, good time to get caked up, uh
    Sunshine coming through my blinds, I’m living, but
    Really though, it's never enough
    10 milli on, that's a must, living in California
    Everybody wanna visit for women, weed and weather
    They come for women, weed and weather
    For the women, weed and weather
    From all around the world for the women, weed and weather
    These niggas'll kill for that, put it in your grill for that
    Still everybody gotta build for that, me? I make mills off that
    How the fuck y'all can't see I ride, when I drive, down the block and
    You look outside, H-A-T-E in your eyes, I enter big money for the enterprise
    It's a beautiful day, I guess, for a bitch to roll with Andre, I guess
    Roll it up, baby, come and lift that dress then roll it up for me when I'm stressed

    [Kendrick Lamar:]
    You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
    New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
    Texas I be screwed up, Chi Town I be really pimping
    But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living

    [Hook: Kendrick Lamar & Dr. Dre]
    Women, weed and weather
    They come for women, weed and weather
    For the women, weed and weather
    From all around the world for the women, weed and weather
    Got that women, weed and weather
    Don't it sound clever, come and play
    What more can I say? Welcome to LA

    [Kendrick Lamar:]
    Uhh, my nigga said he wanna fly out to get him some
    Three W's only for a three-day run, bitch
    Take them mothafuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
    I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
    Ribbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I control
    Let it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old
    You want to be on to peak on the charts
    So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
    She in the coupe, she in the Neon
    'Cause she on the BS before we can start
    Fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga
    Let 'em know I'm priority, order me
    Hennessy and for my niggas
    OG Killa, call it Jason Vorhees
    Boy he's on his job, boy, he sure be having the marks on they mark
    Pretty bitches and tire marks, let 'em inhale them pipe exhausts
    Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice
    No way, hell no, uh uh, if I'm wrong I don't wanna be right
    We want to be on to peak on the chart
    So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
    Women, weed, weather, it's not my fault
    That it's eighty-two degrees and my top peeled off

    [Kendrick Lamar:]
    You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
    New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
    Texas I be screwed up, Chi Town I be really pimping
    But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living

    [Kendrick Lamar and Dr. Dre:]
    Women, weed and weather
    They come for women, weed and weather
    For the women, weed and weather
    From all around the world for the women, weed and weather
    Got that women, weed and weather
    Don't it sound clever, come and play
    What more can I say? Welcome to LA

    [Dr. Dre:]
    Known for that homegrown where I come from
    Smoke one, palm trees, double D's got 'em topless in the sun
    I shall proceed, that's me, mothafuck your opinion
    Huh, how many ways am I killing 'em? Shit, right around a billion
    We on it, that mean we living for the moment
    That mean she'll fuck 'til the morning, time and I got time
    And I know that I'm in a position of controlling anything, I buy that ocean
    I'm a boss, I'll buy that ocean, ain't nobody fucking with this

    [Kendrick Lamar:]
    They want that shit, they often fiend
    I give it to 'em, but in between
    My time, I gotta tie shoestrings
    Life's a trip when you want these things
    I often slip and then I lean
    Toward three W's in life
    You know blow job need an application
    Eating pussy make appetite
    And yeah my type, I like 'em brown
    Just like my drink, the fuck you think?
    I don't fuck with no hand me downs
    See if you fuck then it's after me
    You know how much I'mma make it work?
    You know her dress, slip it in her purse
    When you discussed your love for lust
    Just make sure you visit here first, Cali

    [Kendrick Lamar:]
    You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
    New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
    Texas I be screwed up, Chi Town I be really pimping
    But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living

    [Kendrick Lamar and Dr. Dre:]
    Women, weed and weather
    They come for women, weed and weather
    For the women, weed and weather
    From all around the world for the women, weed and weather
    Got that women, weed and weather
    Don't it sound clever, come and play
    What more can I say? Welcome to LA



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    Thanks to Jazz, Baba2ndee for correcting these lyrics.

    Writer(s): Sylvester Jordan Jr., Kendrick Lamar, Elijah Molina, Udbhav Gupta, Gabel Mullen D'Amico, Eric Michael Cardona, Andrea Estella Hernandez, Bryan Matthew Ujueta

    Sours: https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/kendricklamar/therecipe.html
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    3. N64 wii controller

    I better fall back, I don’t mean to mislead her
    But if she believe every word that I said
    I take it all back, she playin’ follow the leader
    But that doesn’t mean that I ain’t gotta leave her, oh no
    She say she could give me what I need
    I should make her more than company
    I swear she got that fire (Fire)
    But does it compare to Cali? No

    She’s so happy when she’s next to me
    Thought she had me, baby really thought she had me
    Now she’s fiendin’ for the rest of me (Rest of me)
    But that isn’t in the recipe

    Let it go, let it go, girl
    This ain’t what you want and you know
    We could never be
    I don’t care how it feels
    This could never be real and you know
    That isn’t in the recipe
    Let it go, let it go, girl
    This ain’t what you want and you know
    We could never be
    I don’t care how it feels
    This could never be real and you know (Ayy)

    We hit a rhythm, no control of emotion
    The more time we spend playin’ house with no rhythm
    More you hate it, you’re a real one, speak of devotion
    Told ’em to leave and came lookin’ for me
    I wonder, di— did I stutter when I told her ass
    None of this was ever meant to last?
    When I’m in it, it’s that fire
    But does it compare to Cali? No

    She’s so happy when she’s next to me
    Thought she had me, baby really thought she had me
    Now she’s fiendin’ for the rest of me
    But that isn’t in the recipe

    Let it go, let it go, girl
    This ain’t what you want and you know
    We could never be
    I don’t care how it feels
    This could never be real and you know
    That isn’t in the recipe
    Let it go, let it go, girl
    This ain’t what you want and you know
    We could never be
    I don’t care how it feels
    This could never be real and you know

    Oh, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it
    Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it
    Let it go, let it go, oh-ohh


    The Recipe Lyrics
     
    Sours: https://on-lyrics.com/lyrics/sir-the-recipe/

    SiR - The Recipe Lyrics


    I better fall back, I don't mean to mislead her
    But if she believe every word that I said
    I take it all back, she playin' follow the leader
    But that doesn't mean that I ain't gotta leave her, oh no
    She say she could give me what I need
    I should make her more than company
    I swear she got that fire (Fire)
    But does it compare to Cali? No

    She's so happy when she's next to me
    Thought she had me, baby really thought she had me
    Now she's fiendin' for the rest of me (Rest of me)
    But that isn't in the recipe

    Let it go, let it go, girl
    This ain't what you want and you know
    We could never be
    I don't care how it feels
    This could never be real and you know
    That isn't in the recipe
    Let it go, let it go, girl
    This ain't what you want and you know
    We could never be
    I don't care how it feels
    This could never be real and you know (Ayy)

    We hit a rhythm, no control of emotion
    The more time we spend playin' house with no rhythm
    More you hate it, you're a real one, speak of devotion
    Told 'em to leave and came lookin' for me
    I wonder, di— did I stutter when I told her ass
    None of this was ever meant to last?
    When I'm in it, it's that fire
    But does it compare to Cali? No

    She's so happy when she's next to me
    Thought she had me, baby really thought she had me
    Now she's fiendin' for the rest of me
    But that isn't in the recipe

    Let it go, let it go, girl
    This ain't what you want and you know
    We could never be
    I don't care how it feels
    This could never be real and you know
    That isn't in the recipe
    Let it go, let it go, girl
    This ain't what you want and you know
    We could never be
    I don't care how it feels
    This could never be real and you know

    Oh, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it
    Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it
    Let it go, let it go, oh-ohh



    Sours: https://lyricsjonk.com/sir-the-recipe.html

    Lyrics the recipe

    Kendrick Lamar feat. Dr. Dre - The Recipe Lyrics

    Smoking weed with you
    Cause you taught me to
    Smoking weed with you
    Cause you taught me to

    Every morning when I wake up, uh, money on my mind

    Good times and to get caked up, uh, sunshine coming through my blinds
    I'm living but, really though, it's never enough
    10 milli on, that's a must, living in California
    Everybody wanna visit for (Women, weed and weather)
    They come for (Women, weed and weather)
    (For the women, weed and weather)
    From all around the world for the (Women, weed and weather)
    These niggas'll kill for that, put it in your grill for that
    Still everybody gotta build for that, me? I make mills off that
    How the fuck y'all can't see I ride, when I drive, down the block and
    You look outside, H-A-T-E in your eyes, I enter big money for the enterprise
    It's a beautiful day I guess for a bitch to roll with Andre I guess
    Roll it up, baby come lift that dress then roll it up for me when I'm stressed

    You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
    New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
    Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping
    But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living
    Women, weed and weather
    (They come for) women, weed and weather
    For the women, weed and weather
    (From all around the world for the) women, weed and weather
    Got that women, weed and weather
    Don't it sound clever, come and play
    What more can I say? Welcome to LA

    My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him
    Some, three W's only for a three day run, bitch
    Take them motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no. nun, shit
    I be living in the sky everytime I ride by them hoes
    Ribbon in the sky on the radio cause Stevie know I control
    Let it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old
    You want to be one, to peak on the chart
    So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
    She in the coupe, she in the Neon cause she on the BS before we can start
    Fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga, let 'em know the priority order me
    Hennessey and for my niggas OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees
    Boy he's on his job, boy he sure be having the marks on they mark
    Pretty bitches and tire marks, let 'em inhale them pipe exhausts
    Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice
    No way hell no, uh uh, if I'm wrong I don't wanna be right
    We want to be one, to peak on the chart
    So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
    Women, weed, weather, it's not my fault

    That it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off

    You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
    New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
    Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping
    But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living
    Women, weed and weather
    (They come for) women, weed and weather
    For the women, weed and weather
    (From all around the world for the) women, weed and weather
    Got that women, weed and weather

    Don't it sound clever, come and play
    What more can I say? Welcome to LA

    Known for that homegrown where I come from
    Smoke one, palm trees, double D's got 'em topless in the sun
    I shall proceed, that's me, muthafuck your opinion
    How many ways am I killing 'em? Shit, right around a billion
    We on it, that mean we living for the moment

    That mean she'll fuck 'til the morning, time and I got time
    And I know that I'm in a position of controlling, anything, I by that ocean
    I'm a boss I'll buy that ocean, ain't nobody fucking with this

    They want that shit, they often feind, I give it to ‘em, but in between
    My time, I gotta tie shoestrings, life's a trip when you want these things
    I often slip and then I lean toward three W's in life
    You know blow job need an application, eating pussy make appetite
    And yeah my type, I like 'em brown, just like my drink, the fuck you think

    I don't fuck with no hand me downs, see if you fuck then it's after me
    You know how much I'mma make it work?
    You know her dress slip it in her purse
    When you discussed your love for lust, just make sure you visit here first, Cali

    You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
    New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
    Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping
    But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living
    Women, weed and weather
    (They come for) women, weed and weather

    For the women, weed and weather
    (From all around the world for the) women, weed and weather
    Got that women, weed and weather
    Don't it sound clever, come and play
    What more can I say? Welcome to LA

    Smoking weed with you
    Cause you taught me to
    Smoking weed with you
    Cause you taught me to
    Smoking weed with you
    Cause you taught me to
    Smoking weed with you
    Cause you taught me to
    Smoking weed with you
    Cause you taught me to
    Smoking weed with you
    Cause you taught me to...

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    Kendrick Lamar - The Recipe (Explicit)

    Kendrick Lamar - The Recipe Lyrics

    [Sample]Explain
    Smoking weed with you
    Cause you taught me to

    [Verse 1: Dr. Dre]
    Every morning when I wake up, uh, money on my mind
    Good times and to get caked up, uh, sunshine coming through my blinds
    I’m living but, really though, it’s never enough
    10 milli on, that's a must, living in California
    Everybody wanna visit for (Women, weed and weather)
    They come for (Women, weed and weather)
    (For the women, weed and weather)
    From all around the world for the (Women, weed and weather)
    These niggas’ll kill for that, put it in your grill for that
    Still everybody gotta build for that, me? I make mills off that
    How the fuck y'all can't see I ride, when I drive, down the block and
    You look outside, H-A-T-E in your eyes, I enter big money for the enterprise
    It’s a beautiful day I guess for a bitch to roll with Andre I guess
    Roll it up, baby come lift that dress then roll it up for me when I’m stressed

    [Hook]
    You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
    New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
    Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping
    But nothing like my hometown I’m forever living
    Women, weed and weather
    (They come for) women, weed and weather
    For the women, weed and weather
    (From all around the world for the) women, weed and weather
    Got that women, weed and weather
    Don't it sound clever, come and play
    What more can I say? Welcome to LA

    [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
    My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him
    Some, three W's only for a three day run, bitch
    Take them motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no.. nun, shit
    I be living in the sky everytime I ride by them hoes
    Ribbon in the sky on the radio cause Stevie know I control
    Let it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old
    You want to be one, to peak on the chart
    So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
    She in the coupe, she in the Neon cause she on the BS before we can start
    Fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga, let 'em know the priority order me
    Hennessey and for my niggas OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees
    Boy he's on his job, boy he sure be having the marks on they mark
    Pretty bitches and tire marks, let 'em inhale them pipe exhausts
    Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice
    No way hell no, uh uh, if I’m wrong I don't wanna be right
    We want to be one, to peak on the chart
    So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
    Women, weed, weather, it’s not my fault
    That it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: Dr. Dre]
    Known for that homegrown where I come from
    Smoke one, palm trees, double D's got 'em topless in the sun
    I shall proceed, that's me, muthafuck your opinion
    How many ways am I killing 'em? Shit, right around a billion
    We on it, that mean we living for the moment
    That mean she’ll fuck 'til the morning, time and I got time
    And I know that I’m in a position of controlling, anything, I by that ocean
    I'm a boss I’ll buy that ocean, ain't nobody fucking with this

    [Verse 4]
    They want that shit, they often feind, I give it to ‘em, but in between
    My time, I gotta tie shoestrings, life’s a trip when you want these things
    I often slip and then I lean toward three W's in life
    You know blow job need an application, eating pussy make appetite
    And yeah my type, I like 'em brown, just like my drink, the fuck you think
    I don’t fuck with no hand me downs, see if you fuck then it's after me
    You know how much I’mma make it work? You know her trust livin' in her purse
    When you discussed your love for lust, just make sure you visit here first, Cali

    [Hook]

    Sours: http://www.songlyrics.com/kendrick-lamar/the-recipe-lyrics/

    Now discussing:

    The poor thing looked at the menu and fidgeted on the chair every 3 seconds, apparently, the presence of an anal plug in the ass affected. What will you do. The waiter asked politely. I turned on the vibrator.



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