Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dat Recipe, artist - Future. Date of issue: 17.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dat Recipe |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Now every time I cook me one I cook up a half a key |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Now every time I buy a car I trick it out with the fee |
| You should’ve left me inna blind |
| You should’ve left me Ray Charles |
| You shouldn’t’ve never let me get on the track with the Drum Squad |
| You shouldn’t’ve never let me hit the sack, I’m fucking your broad |
| You shouldn’t’ve never let me hit the studio with the bar |
| You shouldn’t’ve never let me do it, you know I grind hard |
| You shouldn’t’ve never let me whip it, turn myself to a star |
| You shouldn’t’ve never let me struggle, You should never did it |
| You shouldn’t’ve never ever show me how to remix the fishes |
| You should’ve never fucked me over, no you should’ve never done it |
| I’mma send them Puerto Ricans through your way and show you who run it |
| You shouldn’t’ve never let my buy the Benz and get it fully loaded |
| You shouldn’t’ve never let my dig a whole and then let me owe it |
| I’mma forge out my wrist |
| I’mma ice out my chain |
| After I leave the dealership I’mma go see Johnny Dang |
| I might just whip me a kilo |
| Then go flex mi amigo |
| I’mma wrap a whole bail up like a taco burrito |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Now every time I cook me one I cook up a half a key |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Now every time I buy a car I trick it out with the fee |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Cause when I made a mil' I made another one instantly |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| I got foreign bitches on my line and bitches right next to me |
| Send a gift to my Gods, for blessing my recipe |
| Turn that soft to that hard, like addict to Penelope |
| I’mma king of this game, overruling the mini-me |
| Can show you the recipe, still can’t produce the melody |
| A magical mentally turn 3 minutes to 30g |
| The work of Achilles, breakdown the sound of the synergy |
| My prago so yayo like I went down to South Italy |
| I rally through ATL, then shoot it through Tennessee |
| I cook it myself, no middleman or the in-between |
| I fall from a strange river and stroke through the industry |
| Im so turnt up, can’t comprehend what they tellin' me |
| You once was a pro but now don’t need what you sellin' me |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Now every time I cook me one I cook up a half a key |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Now every time I buy a car I trick it out with the fee |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Cause when I made a mil I made another one instantly |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| I got foreign bitches on my line and bitches right next to me |
| I got a house full of Jacksons like my name Tito |
| Threw more balls than Tebow, caught more balls than T. O |
| Word on the street that boy Dolph got that recipe |
| That’s why jump flights and greet my plug frequently |
| 2 hoes on my iPhone say they wanna come go to sleep with me |
| I saw my first hundred thou' and it did something to me mentally |
| Smokes that come from Compton, my sneakers come from Italy |
| I’m that same nigga from Castalia remember me? |
| Shouldn’t’ve shown me the game cause now it ain’t no looking back |
| I’m in the last spin lap |
| My boy Drumma he cooking crack |
| Spent a quarter thing of sacks |
| Cop a drop and park it in the hood and make that right back |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Now every time I cook me one I cook up a half a key |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Now every time I buy a car I trick it out with the fee |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| Cause when I made a mil I made another one instantly |
| You shouldn’t’ve shown me dat recipe |
| I got foreign bitches on my line and bitches right next to me |