I go by the name of Pharrell from the Neptunes
(I'm yo' pusha)
And I just wanna let y'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 neighborhood pusha
Call me subwoofer 'cause I pump base like that, Jack
On or off the track, I'm heavy 'cause
Ball till 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 y'all who the ***k 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 ****

Grindin'
(Ahh)
Grindin'
(Ahh)

Grindin'
(Ahh)
(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, *******
Doing a buck-six with me in the ****pit
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
****y, 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 grindin' man, y'all never mind me

Grindin'
(Ahh)
Grindin'
(Ahh)

Grindin'
(Ahh)
Grindin'
(Ahh)

Grindin'
(Ahh)
(Hu-huuh)

Grindin', when you know what I keep in a lining
*****s better stay in line, when
When you see a ***** like me shinin'
(Grindin')

Grindin', when you know what I keep in a lining
*****s better stay in line, when
When you see a ***** like me shinin'
(Grindin')

My grind's 'bout family, never been about fame
From days I wasn't Abel, there was always Cain
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 get's in the way
Not to mention the hideaway that rests by the lake
Consider my water meaning the icing on the cake
I'm Grindin'

I move caine like a cripple
Balance *****s through the hood
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles
Other hand on my nickel

Plated whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you
As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an issue
Lose your soul in whichever palm I'm holdin'
One'll leave you frozen, the other, noddin' and dozin'
I'm grindin' Jack

Grindin'
(Ahh)
Grindin'
(Ahh)

Grindin'
(Ahh)
Grindin'
(Ahh)

Grindin'
(Ahh)
(Hu-huuh)

Grindin', when you know what I keep in a lining
*****s better stay in line, when
When you see a ***** like me shinin'
(Grindin')

Grindin', when you know what I keep in a lining
*****s better stay in line, when
When you see a ***** like me shinin'
(Grindin')