The Recipe Lyrics

Artist : KENDRICK LAMAR
Album : Good Kid: M.A.A.D City
[Sample: Twin Sister - "Meet The Frownies"]
Smoking this weed with you..
Like you taught me to.

[Dr Dre]
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…

[Hook]
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

[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 pimpin’
But nothing like my hometown I’m forever living

[Hook]
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

[Kendrick Lamar]
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

[Hook]

[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 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

[Kendrick Lamar]
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

[Hook]


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Blasé Blasé Lyrics

Artist : KREAYSHAWN
Album : Somethin' Bout Kreay
Hey ladies, get gassin'
I'ma gas like the cops ain't comin'
Top down, music loud, who's talkin'?
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Goin' down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé
Ooh bitch, I'm here and I'm back on
If you thought my first, was my last song,
Face the fact, man, you couldn't be more wrong
I'm takin' shots from the top like I'm King Kong
Gassed out with my hair all slicked back
Got more bitches than a pimp named slick back
She ain't breathin or she bout to have a asthma attack
She on the dro and she couldn't even handle that!
Lay back, you're coughin' up a lung or two
Man, I can't explain what this gas might do to you
Your crew and you, yeah, I know it's new to you
Come through, I can teach you a thing or two
Hey ladies, get gassin'
I'ma gas like the cops ain't comin'
Top down, music loud, who's talkin'?
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Goin' down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé
She told me I'm the flyest she ever met
That's weird cause she ain't even grown yet
Moet moet, we pop off
She in the bathroom tryna take her top off!
One eight seven two eleven, we do numbers
They say, "Kreayshawn killed the whole damn summer"
What a bummer, it's sad for you hatin' bitches
Better watch your change from my dress coat switches
In my business, girl I welcome you
Wanna be my best friend? Girl, you gotta show and prove
What's it do? We mobbin' on a Saturday
Fuck the 1st, everyday we be gettin' paid!
Hey ladies, get gassin'
I'ma gas like the cops ain't comin'
Top down, music loud, who's talkin'?
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Goin' down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé
Yes, I'm beautiful and gorgeous
No, you can't afford this
You're drivin' in a Ford, bitch
Glorious, my whole crew iced out
We melt flames, them other bitches bow down
It's time now, she said to bring the gas out
I brought it to the front lawn
And burned the whole house down
Mo money, mo money, I spend it right!
Them dudes lame, they're tryna come spend the night
I'm out here in the sky like a star hoe
You on the floor tryna pay up a car note
Real shit don't harm me, I'm never fake
I'm in the 90's, you can call me Ricki Lake
Ricki Lake, Ricki Lake
Hey ladies, get gassin'
I'ma gas like the cops ain't comin'
Top down, music loud, who's talkin'?
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Goin' down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé
Get money, get money
Get money, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Get money, get money
Get money, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé
Hey ladies, get gassin'
I'ma gas like the cops ain't comin'
Top down, music loud, who's talkin'?
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Goin' down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters, blasé blasé


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Summertime Lyrics

Artist : KREAYSHAWN
Album : Somethin' Bout Kreay
[Verse 1: Kreayshaw]
Hey summertime, I really think I'm feelin' you
Especially when you shinin' those beams like you do
Grab one beer and a bitch
Or maybe two
And hit the sand and the water so I get cool
I see a little lady walkin' with her cheeks out
Gotta pull her by her arm and see what she's about
Can we go to Hawaii
So you can roll my blunts when I get too high
She's young and fun
And the sun is here with her
She kinda cute, but the bitch is gettin' weirder
I'm gonna roll her in a ball and just kick her
Can't believe she pulled that shit at dinner
Bitch I'm done like the sun on the east side
Young Kreayshawn again
Bounce out the G-Ride
Grab a burger and a chopper then I get to slide
I think I'm gonna leave her now cause it's summertime

[Chorus:]
It's summertime and your bitch is on my mind
[x3]
It's summertime and your bitch is all mine
All fine, real fit
She's a sweetie
Plus she's looking great in her bikini
It's summertime and your bitch is on my mind
It's summertime and your bitch is all mine

[Verse 2: Kreayshawn]
It's summer night and I'm sippin' on the double cup
We got so much lean we about to fill the pool up
Turnt up, smoke up, hit the waterslide
Keep cool cause you know it's too hot to fight
When it's hot out, you know the whole block's out
Girl you're gonna get your turn
Please don't start to put
Puerto Rican Day parade, MDMA
And we feelin' great because the sun's rays
Drink water cause I need to snap out of it
They say the summertime is known as season of the hits
So here's a hit, go and pass it on to all your friends
And slap it real loud when you drivin' in the Benz
You be partying, no need to pretend
It's your life and summertime never ends

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: V-Nasty]
Summertime when them girls come out in short shorts
Candy waist, plantin' colors like Newports
Hot nights on the block like I'm in a fort
July comes, poppin' bitches like it's the 4th
It's summertime and your bitch is on my line though
She keep callin' me
She ain't on my mind though
Summertime and I'll be damned if I die broke
Out 24/7 chasin' my dough
Water fights in the hood at the barbecue
Had to buy a lot, but I only trust a few
My type, ice cold, drink it like juice
Chin up, chase it down with the Grey Goose
Bitches trippin' on the beach when they hear my name
Sippin' syr, blunts connected to the flames
I'm seein' new things but I can't change
Summertime when a bitch like me will snatch your chain

[Chorus]


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Left Ey3 Lyrics

Artist : KREAYSHAWN
Album : Somethin' Bout Kreay
[Hook: Kreayshawn]
Caught my man cheating on me
Rolling through the west side
'Bout to burn this fucking house down
Like I'm left eye
Like I'm left eye
'Bout to burn this motherfucker down like I'm Left Eye
Heard my man is cheating with another bitch at my house
Now I'm going to make a scene like Amy Winehouse!
Amy Winehouse
Amy Winehouse
'Bout to burn this motherfucker down like Amy Winehouse!

[Verse 1:]
I don't need no TLC
I just need some THC
Higher than miss Courtney Love
Murder in the first degree
Certainly you got me confused with them stupid broads
Shooting dice in the streets taught me how to play the odds
I find it odd that your twitter page is private
You got two phones, one of them stays silent
Now who the fuck is calling in the middle of the night?
They hang up the phone when I pick up, bout to grab my knife
You trynna play me like a boss
But you finnah take a big loss
When you fall asleep I'm 'bout to cut your fuckin' dick off
I'm about to call my goons and stick you for you guap
You tell a lot of lies but I let my bullets talk
You think you slick?
But this might be your big regret
Them pictures of your skinny dick is gonna hit the internet
I should key your car but I'd rather slap your mom
Only a bitch can give birth to such a fucking dog

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I'm about to run up in this bitch with choppas like I'm Patty Hearst
Stylish but violent, I'll leave you in a tinted hearse
In my purse I got that.22 to get the job done
And V-nasty whips the ghetto way, you know how I mob son!
I'm Lorena Bobbitt chillin' in your bed
I'm Britney Spears on Hella drugs and I just shaved my head
Fuck the feds and the police
Ain't nobody touchin' me
Thelma and Louise
Suicide girl thuggery!

[Hook]

Rest In Peace Amy!


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Like It Or Love It Lyrics

Artist : KREAYSHAWN
Album : Somethin' Bout Kreay
[Kreayshawn:]
I got strawberry letter 27
I got gold bananas engraved
With my grandmothers title signature
What you got?
I got me a bunch of haters
Got me a bunch of faders
Be like sayonara see ya laterrr
Jordan's on with the 808 drum
And you bitches can't get none, I'm just so done
Don't say shit though, say you know? No one know you
I'm in your city like a mayor ho, I lead by example
Your ho lives by dismantel
Don't tell a soul what we did just keep it stable
I'm dope, you're on dope
Get it?
Run and get the phone and you can't call for better
I was on the phone tellin' bitches that I'm wetter
I killed it once, I killed it twice and no I don't regret it

[Hook:]
What u doin'? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it Alright
Do just what you do
What u doin'? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it Alright
What u doin'? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it Alright
What u doin'? Do just what you do
You like it and then you love it Alright
Do just what you do Alright

[Kid Cudi:]
Lookin to trip, not really just lookin' for clues
I'm so important that when I buy shoes it's news
Custom perches might make bitches take off their shoes
How could I not, if I didn't then I wouldn't be scott
Broken hearted it slowly rots, I hope she knows that hardees sucks
I'm goin back up, don't summon me again unless your ready for the pain
You better step up, when you see me in the box, believe ib ball mayne
Mags on mags on mags I don't have to push motherfucker whos bad
Don't give a fuck about much, I'm cool and calm just like my dad
Niggas wanna live like us, niggas wanna floss like us
Fuck a bitch good like us, cool the cartier like us
Cruise all night with me, niggas really in paris

[Hook]

[Kreayshawn:]
I be on that power
Maybe on that powder
All these bitches yeah thay my bastards
They my bastards
They my bastards
Tell Ron Hubbard 50, I'm like WTF!
Outside raining kitties, my doctor knows whatup!
I be provin' last dance, I'm the only one
In hte sky high shinin' demon like the fuckin' sun
Throw my shades now I'm off on a world tour
Get less but a mind wanna give more
Boom boom for my girls on the dance floor
Pour some for the people, they work hard
Closer than her body, she's throwin a big party
She's inviting Cudi, we beat it 'til it's bloody

[Hook]


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Twerkin!!! Lyrics

Artist : KREAYSHAWN
Album : Somethin' Bout Kreay
[Intro: Kreayshawn]
Damn girl!
I seen you in clubs
I mean in spin class
I hear you're shakin' that ass now
Yeah!

[Hook: Diplo]
Now we slow it down
Slappin' on the bass
Can you drop your booty down
'Til your booty's lowercase?
Then we speed it up
Poppin' on the pill
Feelin' on the [?]
Let me see your booty drop
Drop your booty down, drop it
Let me see your booty drop
Drop your booty down, let me
Let me see your booty drop
Drop your booty down
Let me see your booty drop
Drop your booty down
Twerkin!

[Verse 1: Kreayshawn]
Booty poppin' on the floor
Don't be shy, better beat her score
On the ground or on the table
Stand up quick and make it stable
Like Milian and Dip it Low
Work it freaky girl like you're on the pole
You ain't no ho, girl we know
We just wanna see that bootyhole
Look at that booty, like the world, so round
Like Rye Rye, shake it to the ground
Don't play dumb or we take 'em to the town
Where bops like you, they get turned out
So come on girl, we ain't no cops
We just wanna see that booty pop
Now strip girl like it's hella too hot
In the kitchen twerkin when we cookin' on pots

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kreayshawn]
You know it's a cold world
But you're dressing like it's hot now
You're laying on your back
Smackin' your heels up on the ground now
Lil' ones be comin' down
Like baby doll did her rain dance
We get kicked out the clubs
Cause we can't control our sticky hands
Bounce it bounce it, shake it shake it
Melt it to the core
Roll around and pick it up and
Please me cause I'm your Oh
Come sit on my lap
Now whatcha think of that?
Relax, kid, in your spot
You got me throwin' stacks

[Hook x2]

[Sissy Nobby:]
Hello, goodbye
With with w-with them thighs
She good, she fly
She do it, oh my

[Hook]


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The Art Of Peer Pressure Lyrics

Artist : LAMAR, KENDRICK
Album : Good Kid: M.A.A.D City
Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota
A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda
Janky stash box when the Federales will roll up
Basketball shorts with the Gonzales Park odor
We on the mission for bad bitches in trouble
I hope the universe love you today
cause the energy we bringing sure to carry away
a flock of positive activists and fill their body with hate, if it's necessary
Bumping Jeezy' first album, looking distracted
Speaking language only we know, you think it's an accent
The windows roll down, all I see is a hand pass it
Hot-boxing like George Foreman grilling the masses
of the working world, we pulled up on a bunch of working girls
and asked them what they working with, look at me
I got the blunt in my mouth, usually I'm drug-free
But shit, I'm with the homies

(Yeah nigga, we off of pill and Remy Red
Come through and bust ya head nigga)
Me and the homies
(Sag all the way to the liquor store
where my niggas pour up fo' and get twisted some more)
Me and the homies
(I ride for my motherfucking niggas
Hop out, do my stuff, then hop back in)
Me and the homies
(Matter of fact, I hope out that motherfucker
and be like, do-do-do-do! Do-do-do-do-do!)

It's 2:30 and the sun is beaming
Air conditioner broke, and I hear my stomach screaming
Hungry for anything unhealthy, and if nutrition can help me
I'll tell you to suck my dick, then I'll continue eating
We speeding on the 4-0-5, passing Westchester
You know the light-skinned girls in all their little dresses, good Lord
They knew we weren't from round there
cause every time we down there, we pulling out the Boost Mobile sim cards
Bougie bitches with no extensions
Hood niggas with bad intentions, the perfect combination
Before we sparked the conversation
We seen three niggas in colors we didn't like, then started interrogating
I never was a gangbanger
I mean I never was stranger to the folk neither, I really doubt it
Rush a nigga quick, and then we laugh about it
That's ironic cause I've never been violent
until I'm with the homies

(Just riding, just riding)
Me and the homies
(Bullshitting, acting a fool)
Me and the homies
(Tripping, really tripping)
Me and the homies
(Just riding, just riding, just riding)

Bragging bout the episode we just had
A shot of Hennessy didn't make me feel that bad
I'm usually a true firm believer of bad karma
Consequences from evil will make your past haunt ya
We tryna conquer the city with disobedience
Quick to turn it up, beefing if we ain't got the CD in
But Jeezy still playing and our attitude is still, nigga what is you saying?
Pull in front of the house that we've been camping out for like two months
The sun is going down as we take whatever we want
I hit the back window in search of any Nintendo
DVDs, plasma screen TVs in the trunk
We made a right, then made a left, then made a right
Then made a left, we was just circling life
My mama called, kicking it
I should have told her I'm probably bout to catch my first offense
with the homies

[police sirens ring]

But they made a right, then made a left, then made a right
Then another right
One lucky night with the homies

(And this is the art of peer pressure
This is the art of peer pressure)
Me and the homies
(This is the art of peer pressure
This is the art of peer pressure)
Me and the homies
(And this is the art of peer pressure
This is the art of peer pressure)
Me and the homies
(This is the art of peer pressure
This is the art of peer pressure)


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Swimming Pools (Drank) Lyrics

Artist : LAMAR, KENDRICK
Album : Good Kid: M.A.A.D City
[Hook]
Pour up, drank, head shot, drank
Sit down, drank, stand up, drank
Pass out, drank, wake up, drank
Faded, drank, faded, drank

[Verse 1]
Now I done grew up
Round some people living their life in bottles
Granddaddy had the golden flask
Back stroke every day in Chicago
Some people like the way it feels
Some people wanna kill their sorrows
Some people wanna fit in with the popular
That was my problem
I was in the dark room
Loud tunes, looking to make a vow soon
That I'ma get fucked up, fillin' up my cup
I see the crowd mood
Changing by the minute and the record on repeat
Took a sip, then another sip, then somebody said to me:

[Chorus]
Nigga why you babysittin' only 2 or 3 shots?
I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch
First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
I wave a few bottles, then I watch em all flock
All the girls wanna play Baywatch
I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it
Pool full of liquor I'ma dive in it

[Hook]
Pour up, drank, head shot, drank
Sit down, drank, stand up, drank
Pass out, drank, wake up, drank
Faded, drank, faded, drank

[Verse 2]
Okay, now open your mind up and listen to me, Kendrick
I'm your conscience, if you do not hear me
Then you will be history, Kendrick
I know that you're nauseous right now
And I'm hopin' to lead you to victory, Kendrick
If I take another one down
I'ma drown in some poison abusin' my limit
I think that I'm feelin' the vibe
I see the love in her eyes, I see the feelin'
The freedom is granted as soon as the damage of vodka arrive
This how you capitalize
This is parental advice
Then apparently, I'm over influenced by what you are doin'
I thought I was doin' the most then someone said to me

[Chorus]
Nigga why you babysittin' only 2 or 3 shots?
I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch
First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
I wave a few bottles, then I watch em all flock
All the girls wanna play Baywatch
I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it
Pool full of liquor I'ma dive in it

[Hook]
Pour up, drank, head shot, drank
Sit down, drank, stand up, drank
Pass out, drank, wake up, drank
Faded, drank, faded, drank

[Bridge]
I ride, you ride, bang
One chopper, one hundred shots, bang
Hop out. Do you; bang?
Two chopper, two hundred shots, bang
I ride, you ride, bang
One chopper, one hundred shots, bang
Hop out, do you, bang
Two chopper, two hundred shots, bang

[Chorus]
Nigga why you babysittin' only 2 or 3 shots?
I'ma show you how to turn it up a notch
First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
Pool full of liquor, then you dive in it
I wave a few bottles, then I watch em all flock
All the girls wanna play Baywatch
I got a swimming pool full of liquor and they dive in it
Pool full of liquor I'ma dive in it

[Hook]
Pour up, drank, head shot, drank
Sit down, drank, stand up, drank
Pass out, drank, wake up, drank
Faded, drank, faded, drank


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Compton Lyrics

Artist : LAMAR, KENDRICK
Album : Good Kid: M.A.A.D City
[Kendrick Lamar - Verse 1]
Now everybody serenade the new fate of Kendrick Lamar
This is King Kendrick Lamar
King Kendrick and I meant it
My point intended is raw
Fix your lenses forensics woulda told you Kendrick got killed and pretend its a massacre
And the masses upon us
And I master being the the master at dodging your honour
And the chapter that read at 25, I will live dormant like 5 in the morning
Then raid your spot while Kendrick’s performing
And if they take everything know I got…

[Hook]
Compton, Compton
Ain't no city quite like mine

(Hey Dre whats happening with it my nigga)

[Dr Dre - Verse 2]
Still I’m at it, peel the plastic off it
You could feel the magic
Still I’m laughing at the critics talking
I can see ‘em gagging when I’m back in the back of my city
Back in the back with a batch, I’m banging Dre Beats with me
Look where I’m at, it’s the murder cap’
And I’m captain at birth of this gangsta rap
It’s a wrap when I’m done
And I’ve come a long way from a hundred dollars a month
To a hundred mill in a day
Bitch I’m from..

[Hook]
Compton, Compton
Ain't no city quite like mine

[Kendrick Lamar - Verse 3]
So come and visit, the tires screeching
Ambulance, policeman
Won’t you spend a weekend on Rosecrans nigga
Khaki crease and crime increasing on Rosecrans nigga
Kendrick Conan nigga
Where your sword at?
Hand on the cross and swore that
I do it big, it’s Rasputia for you shooters
Kama sutra screaming fuck your position and make you hold that
I’m trying to stay grounded like four flats
But I know Flex and piru crip tatts

They swarm on me like a beehive hoop in the G ride
From the west to the east side
Know just how Compton roll

[Dr Dre & Kendrick Lamar]
And that’s a given
I pass the blunt then pass the torch
Of course it’s my decision
I crashed the ports that you report
That you see me in Benzes
I must report that we import them narcotics

You bought it then talked about it when crack hit the speakers
The music business
I blow up every time we throw up a record depending on what you expected
I’m sure it’s bigger than your religion
Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in

[Hook]
Compton, compton
Ain't no city quite like mine

[Dr Dre]
So tell that gangsta throw his set high
Roll it up in a blunt, I’mma take you on that next high
I did exactly what I wanted, that’s what made them checks fly…
In my direction, you never question when I said I…
Will be a mogul before I visit Tupac and Left Eye
Eazy and Aaliyah when I see ya we gon test drive
A Lambo in heaven but for now I’m on a red eye
Flying back to my city cause I forever stand by…

[Hook]
Compton, Compton
Ain't no city quite like mine

[Kendrick Lamar]
Now we can all celebrate, we can all harvest the rap artist of NWA
America target a rap market, it’s controversy and hate
Harsh realities we in, made our music translate
To the coke dealers, the hood rich and the broke niggas that play
With them gorillas that know killers that know where you stay
Roll that kush, crack that case, 10 bottles of Rose
This was brought to you by Dre
Now every muthafucka in here say

Look who responsible for taking Compton international
I make ‘em holla oooooooh

Eh yo Just Blaze, good looking homie
(Just Blaze, just blaze)

Ain't no city quite like mine


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The Recipe Lyrics

Artist : LAMAR, KENDRICK
Album : Good Kid: M.A.A.D City
[Sample: Twin Sister - "Meet The Frownies"]
Smoking this weed with you..
Like you taught me to.

[Dr Dre]
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…

[Hook]
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

[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 pimpin’
But nothing like my hometown I’m forever living

[Hook]
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

[Kendrick Lamar]
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

[Hook]

[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 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

[Kendrick Lamar]
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

[Hook]


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