Grindin' (feat. Drake)

Yo... I go by the name... (I'm yo' pusha) of Pharrell from the Neptunes... And I just want to let why'all know... (I'm yo' pusha) The world is about to feel... Something... (I'm yo' pusha), that they've never felt before C'mon From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard I'm the...neighbourhood pusha Call me subwoofer, 'cause I pump "base" like that, Jack On or off the track, I'm heavy 'cause Ball 'til you fall cause you could duck to the fetti govs Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through these eyes Biz convoys with the wagon on the side Only big boys keep deuces on the ride Gucci Chuck Taylor with the dragon on the side Man, I make a buck, why scram? I'm trying to show why'all who the fuck I am The jewels is flirting me, damned if I'm hurting Legend in two games like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland Platinum on the block with consistent hits While Pharrell keep talking this music shit Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) (Hu-huuh) Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the baker's man I bake them cakes as fast as I can And you can tell by how my bread stack up And disguised in this rap so the feds back up Watch it, like my whip, like my chick, topless Doing a buck-six with me in the cockpit Grindin' cousin, I got pot for a dozen Even eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin' And my weight, that's just as heavy as my name So much dough, I can't swear I won't change Excuse me if my wealth got me full of myself Cocky, something that I just can't help 'Specially when them 20's is spinning like windmills And the ice 32 below minus the wind chill Filthy, the word that best defines me I'm just grinding man, why'all nevermind me Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) (Hu-huuh) Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...) Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...) When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!) Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...) Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...) When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!) My grind's 'bout family, never been about fame From days I wasn't "Abel/able", there was always "Cain/caine" Four and a half will get you in the game Anything less is just a goddamn shame Guess the weight, my watch got blue chips in the face with two tips whoever gets in the way Not to