Lyrics to The Recipe
Every morning when I wake up, uh,
Money on my mind, good times and 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 n*ggas'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 f*ck can't y'all 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 b*tch 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
Yo, it sound clever, come and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
My n*gga said he wanna fly out to get him - some
3 W's only for a three day run
B*tch, take them motherf*cking panties off, you ain't no - nun, sh*t
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 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
F*ck with a n*gga, ride with a n*gga
Let 'em know the priority order me Hennessy
And for my n*ggas OG Killa
Call it Jason Voorhees, boy he on his job
Boy he sure be having the marks
On they mark, pretty b*tches 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 then I don't wanna be right
You 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
Yo, 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, muthaf*ck your opinion
How many ways am I killing 'em, sh*t, right around a billion
We on it, that mean we living for the moment
That mean she'll f*ck '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 f*cking with this
They want that sh*t, 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 3 W's in life
You know blowjob need an application, eating pussy make appetite
And yeah my type, I like 'em brown, just like my drink, the f*ck you think
I don't f*ck wit' no hand me downs, see if you f*ck then it's after me
You know how much I'ma 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
Yo, it sound clever, come and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
Money on my mind, good times and 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 n*ggas'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 f*ck can't y'all 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 b*tch 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
Yo, it sound clever, come and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
My n*gga said he wanna fly out to get him - some
3 W's only for a three day run
B*tch, take them motherf*cking panties off, you ain't no - nun, sh*t
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 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
F*ck with a n*gga, ride with a n*gga
Let 'em know the priority order me Hennessy
And for my n*ggas OG Killa
Call it Jason Voorhees, boy he on his job
Boy he sure be having the marks
On they mark, pretty b*tches 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 then I don't wanna be right
You 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
Yo, 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, muthaf*ck your opinion
How many ways am I killing 'em, sh*t, right around a billion
We on it, that mean we living for the moment
That mean she'll f*ck '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 f*cking with this
They want that sh*t, 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 3 W's in life
You know blowjob need an application, eating pussy make appetite
And yeah my type, I like 'em brown, just like my drink, the f*ck you think
I don't f*ck wit' no hand me downs, see if you f*ck then it's after me
You know how much I'ma 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
Yo, it sound clever, come and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
Songwriters: CARDONA, ERIC MICHAEL / D'AMICO, GABEL MULLEN / GUPTA, UDBHAV / HERNANDEZ, ANDREA ESTELLA / UJUETA, BRYAN MATTHEW / JORDAN JR., SYLVESTER / DUCKWORTH, KENDRICK / MOLINA, ELIJAH BLUE
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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