Kendrick Lamar – The Recipe (feat. Dr. Dre) Lyrics

The Recipe

Kendrick Lamar (feat. Dr. Dre)

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

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 08:41 pm

Album: good kid, m.A.A.d city (Deluxe)

Track No: 13

Smokin' weed with you
'Cause you've taught me to
Smokin' weed with you
'Cause you've taught me to
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 ****'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
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 nothin' like my hometown, I'm forever livin'
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
Wh-What more can I say? W-Welcome to LA
Uh, my **** 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 till 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, uh
Fuck with a ****, ride with a ****
Let 'em know I'm priority, order me
Hennessy and, for my ****, OG Killa
Call it Jason Voorhees, boy, he on his job
Boy, he sure be having the marks on they mark
Pretty bitches and tire marks, let 'em inhale the pipe exhaust
Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life, controlling my price?
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 charts
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 pimpin'
But nothin' like my hometown, I'm forever livin'
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
Wh-What more can I say? W-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, mothafuck your opinion
Huh, how many ways am I killing 'em? Shit, right around a billion
We on it, that mean we livin' for the moment
That mean she'll fuck till the morning, time and I got time
And I know that I'm in a position of controlling, anything out by that ocean
I'm a boss, I'll buy that ocean, ain't nobody fucking with this
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'ma make it work?
You know her dress livin' in her purse
When you discuss 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 nothin' like my hometown, I'm forever livin'
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
Wh-What more can I say? W-Welcome to LA

Writer(s): Kendrick Lamar, Elijah Molina, E. Cardona, G. D'Amico, U. Gupta, A. Hernández & B. Ujueta.

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