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recipe - uptownbodega lyrics

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now i can’t let u get the best of me
i catch u staring, what is u doing
r u undressing me
some good weed and u
some dancehall and u
is all i need
now that’s the recipe
i feel just like a king, lebron james when u next to me
u my right hand lady keep my drink on the left of me
ya, if u fall i pick u up
if u h-rny mop it up, make some cl-ssy p-rno straight out the seventies
she rides till we finish gal ya p-ssy be so heavenly
the cherry on top she like there don’t stop and i don’t
never up on ig
hoes hate on ig
brand new rings n brand new cars
this new coupe should get u far
u can barely understand cuz i’m so high i’m eating stars
what i’m saying is
i wanna be your uncle phil you my aunt vivian
drink that water till u p-ss out
u into that? than what the dealy then

i got the recipe
i just need u next to me
u got the best of me
why u always stressing me
my last chick a big bird, she from sesame
my new girl a dessert, perfect recipe

pain from ya past, i know you can feel it
play your cards right and let me deal wit it
remedies like hitting northern lights
celebrate at the rave
then f-ck all night
tell me how can we lose
i’m too into you
and you give me good job
no interview
commit a sin or two
in the bentley coupe
always connect the good vibes like a interlude
that’s the recipe
don’t do me foul like a referee
i’m the wood, you a flame we a fire
pilot to ya plane, take me higher

the problem is i can’t always be next to you
and at times, i may forget a text or two
smoking on these vegetables
could make ya boy forgetful
situations stressful
regretful, resentful
oh now u wanna get high wit me
oh now u wanna ride wit a g
u swore u was the best
but u made my life a mess
i’m putting it together
wit someone who’s way better
everything on private cuz u stalking all my sh-t
i’m on that walk it talk it sh-t
thought you was sade but u more alize
thought u was the one but u was just another one
n that’s word to dj khalid b-tch u was never valid
gotta valet the whip when i pull up to the palace
gotta get all this cabbage cuz i got expensive habits
smoking weed by the oz keep my mind clear of fake folk
u missing all this d-ck cuz it put your -ss to sleep like u chugging dayquil
sweet revenge is doing good, i’m loving all this maple
u sent a couple emails tryna get back, i ain’t able
i made a couple upgrades you still look like basic cable
i’m smoking wit my n-ggas plotting on the next endeavors
scheming on a come up thinking bout b-tches, whatever
when i start to think, the thing bout b-tches is this
n-ggas f-cking what they can n b-tches always choose they d-ck

i got the recipe
i just need u next to me
u got the best of me
why u always stressing me
my last chick a big bird, she from sesame
my new girl a dessert, perfect recipe

pain from ya past, i know you can feel it
play your cards right and let me deal wit it
remedies like hitting northern lights
celebrate at the rave
then f-ck all night
tell me how can we lose
i’m too into you
and you give me good job
no interview
commit a sin or two
in the bentley coupe
always connect the good vibes like a interlude
that’s the recipe
don’t do me foul like a referee
i’m the wood, you a flame we a fire
pilot to ya plane, take me higher

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