Grindin lyrics

[Intro: Pharrell]
Yo...
I go by the name... (I`m yo` pusha)
of Pharrell from the Neptunes...
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

[Pusha T]
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 cuz
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 y`all who the *fuck* I am
The jewels is flirting, I be 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*

[Pharrell Williams]
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
(Hu-huuh)

[Malice]
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 *hoes* 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, y`all nevermind me

[Pharrell Williams]
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
(Hu-huuh)

[The Clipse]
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!)

[Malice]
My grind`s `bout family, never been about fame
From days I wasn`t able, there was always *caine*
*Four and a half* will get you in the game
Anything less is just a *god*damn shame
Guess the *weight*, my watch got blue chips in the face
*Glock* with two *tips* whoever gets in the way
Not to mention the hideaway that rest by the lake
Consider my raw demeanor the icing on the cake
I`m Grindin`

[Pusha-T overlapping Malice]
I move *caine* like a cripple
Balance *weight* through the hoods kids call me *Mr. Sniffles*
Other hand on my *nickel*
*Plated* whistle, one eye closed I`ll *hit* you
As if 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

[Pharrell Williams]
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
Grindin`! (Ahhh)
(Hu-huuh)

[The Clipse]
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!)
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