Recipe

[Intro]
I got the recipe, I got the recipe
I got the recipe

[Pre-Hook]
When it come to the cash ain't no limit
No limit, no limit like Master P
I'm painting pictures so vivid
So vivid, so vivid like Master P
I put the gun in your hand
And I swear on my life ain't no killing me
Put that on my life, ain't no hoe in me

[Hook]
I got the recipe, I got the recipe, I got the recipe
I got the recipe, I got the recipe, I got the recipe
I got the recipe, I got the recipe, I got the recipe
I swear on my life ain't no hoe in me
I got the recipe

[Verse 1]
Stick all the kush in my Swisher Sweet
I'm high as a ceiling be
I swear my neck cost a quarter key
That's why your main bitch be feeling me
Mo' bitches than Breezy, swagging like Yeezy
Balmain my jeans [?]
Bitch you not too bad
You is not Billie Jean
I know she not feeling you, cause she is feeling me
I whipped a four and she taught me like [?]
All of my bitches [?] man, they imitate Hillary
I'm geeking like Carlton, slow like a centepede
I'm slow like slow-motion be, I'm slow like slow-motion be
These diamonds be looking like water, like water, like water
Just call 'em the ocean piece
They look so good on my fur baby
I'm rocking black like a cocoa bean
I've been finessing and jugging in Tallahassee, all the way back to Tennesee
She suck the soul out a nigga B, I think it's the Hennessy

[Pre-Hook]
When it come to the cash ain't no limit
No limit, no limit like Master P
I'm painting pictures so vivid
So vivid, so vivid like Master P
I put the gun in your hand
And I swear on my life ain't no killing me
Put that on my life, ain't no hoe in me

[Hook]
I got the recipe, I got the recipe, I got the recipe
I got the recipe, I got the recipe, I got the recipe
I got the recipe, I got the recipe, I got the recipe
I swear on my life ain't no hoe in me
I got the recipe

[Verse 2]
These niggas fuck [?]
I got the remedy
You trynna sound just like Co'
You just a mini me
I got foot in the industry, one foot in the industry
You sill watching from the bench
Young nigga winning like Charlie Sheen
Balling like Jordan, like Jordan, like Jordan
Young nigga got 45 on this bitch
Your bitch tried to throw that pussy, I run with that pussy
You might not could get it back
I eat on that pussy like Beni [?]
I got a circle, she run it man
I got the recipe, she addicted like Asian girls
All that shit that you trynna do, you know I invented that
That's not your vehicle, you that you rented that
I am the future, the future, the future
These other niggas in the past
You was trynna chase a bitch, I was trynna chase the cash

[Pre-Hook]
When it come to the cash ain't no limit
No limit, no limit like Master P
I'm painting pictures so vivid
So vivid, so vivid like Master P
I put the gun in your hand
And I swear on my life ain't no killing me
Put that on my life, ain't no hoe in me

[Hook]
I got the recipe, I got the recipe, I got the recipe
I got the recipe, I got the recipe, I got the recipe
I got the recipe, I got the recipe, I got the recipe
I swear on my life ain't no hoe in me
I got the recipe