Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Recipe, artist - E-40. Date of issue: 23.11.2008
Song language: English
The Recipe |
| Hey, this is cooking with Brook |
| On the cooking channel |
| Today we’re gonna be making crack |
| First take 36 ounces of coke |
| Mixing it with water in a pot on the stove |
| Next step to make them boulders add, baking soda |
| If the flame is low then turn it up and stir it up |
| Finally, just wait till it gets hard |
| Then bag it up, you got a key |
| Homie, that’s the recipe, that’s the recipe |
| That’s the recipe |
| First take 36 ounces of coke |
| Mixing it with water in a pot on the stove |
| Next step to make them boulders add, baking soda |
| If the flame is low then turn it up and stir it up |
| Finally, just wait till it gets hard |
| Then bag it up, you got a key |
| Homie, that’s the recipe, that’s the recipe |
| That’s the recipe |
| Before you decide to elect yourself in the game of dope |
| Better know that it is cut throat |
| Can’t be cracking under pressure when your backed in a corner |
| Against the ropes |
| They ain’t calling it snitching no more |
| They calling it telling the truth |
| They say you better get down first |
| Before they decide to get down on you |
| Mixing it up, shake and bake |
| It’s 2008, they got more data than '88 |
| We used to make crazy cake, flipping weight |
| Gotta get in and out before it be too late |
| I don’t want to be 6 feet under |
| So I pack and tote my thump |
| Suckas want to hate and block my thunder |
| 'Cause I got more kicks than a punter |
| Murder rates go up in the summer |
| Killers go hunting like a hunter |
| (How good can you live?) |
| You can live good for 6 years |
| But then it’s football numbers |
| First take 36 ounces of coke |
| Mixing it with water in a pot on the stove |
| Next step to make them boulders add, baking soda |
| If the flame is low then turn it up and stir it up |
| Finally, just wait till it gets hard |
| Then bag it up, you got a key |
| Homie, that’s the recipe, that’s the recipe |
| That’s the recipe |
| Chef for the year, better yet, the fucking century |
| Dread head killers with me before dem up insolate |
| I’m in the kitchen scrapping up the pottery |
| Working with my hands like the maestro at the symphony |
| Sniff, I’m cocaine, shawty, take a wiff off me |
| Stiff a liffy pisso nigga come and comprehend from me |
| Talk slick to me, E40 style, you hearing me? |
| Got a green skirt and I bought it off a recipe |
| Hella p’s, hella keys, yellow, purple, readily |
| Put me in the feds if these crackers on the recipe |
| 33 yellow D’s purchased off my recipe |
| Heavy cocaine in the G, plus I got a recipe |
| First take 36 ounces of coke |
| Mixing it with water in a pot on the stove |
| Next step to make them boulders add, baking soda |
| If the flame is low then turn it up and stir it up |
| Finally, just wait till it gets hard |
| Then bag it up, you got a key |
| Homie, that’s the recipe, that’s the recipe |
| That’s the recipe |
| Well, it’s chef boy a Bun B, the king of the kitchen |
| I got exactly what you need to do your thing when you pitching |
| Guarantee to add a few layers of bling on your stitching |
| Bein' teeded in your chest get you stinging and itching |
| Got to have the right ingredients before you can start |
| Like 1 part gangsterism with 1 part heart |
| 2 parts of keeping it G and add you one hundred |
| Milligrams of a killer, man and you’d had done it |
| Put it all inside a Cadillac with them 3's and them 4's |
| Swang wide and mix scurrily while skating on vogues |
| Don’t forget to shake them haters off homie that’s a necessity |
| Now you done made you a trill, nigga, now that’s the recipe |
| First take 36 ounces of coke |
| Mixing it with water in a pot on the stove |
| Next step to make them boulders add, baking soda |
| If the flame is low then turn it up and stir it up |
| Finally, just wait till it gets hard |
| Then bag it up, you got a key |
| Homie, that’s the recipe, that’s the recipe |
| That’s the recipe |