The Recipe (feat. Dr. Dre) - Kendrick Lamar

Smoking weed with you…

Every morning when I wake up

Uh, money on my mind

Good times and get caked up

Sunshine coming through my blinds, I’m living but

Really though, it’s never enough

10 milly 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

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 can’t ya’ll 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 gon 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 pimpin’

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

Yo, it sound clever, come and play

Wh-what more can I say

Welcome to LA

My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him some

3W’s only for a three day run

Bitch, take the muthaf-cking 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 breath

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 cause 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

Hennessy, and for my niggas OG Killa

Call it Jason Vorhees, boy he,

On his job, boy he sure be havin’ them marks on they marks

Pretty bitches and tyre marks

Let ’em inhale the 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 than I wanna be right

You want to be one, to peak on the chart

Sso the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts

Women, weed, weather, it’s not my fault that its 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 pimpin’

But nothing like my hometown I’m forever living

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 killin’ ’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’mma boss I’ll buy that ocean

Ain’t nobody fucking with this

They want that shit, they off your

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 towards 3 W’s and 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 wit’ no hand me downs

See if you fuck than its after me

You know how much I’mma make it work?

You know her dress, 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 pimpin’

But nothing like my hometown I’m forever living