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

That they've never felt before

C'mon

From ghetto to ghetto

To backyard to yard

I sell it whipped un-whipped

It’s soft or hard

I'm the neighborhood pusha

Call me Subwoofer

Cause I pump base like that Jack

On or off the track

I'm heavy cous

Ball 'til you fall

Cause you could duck to the Feddy Govs

Sorry my love

What I'm seeing through these eyes

Benz 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 **** I am

The jewels is flirting

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 ****

Grindin'

Grindin'

Grindin'

Grindin'

Grindin'

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

Then disguise it as 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 wholes 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 never mind me

Grindin'

Grindin'

Grindin'

Grindin'

Grindin'

Grindin' you know

What I keep in the lining

****** better stay in line

When you see a ***** like me shinin'

Grinding

Grindin' when you know

What I keep in a lining (Whooof)

****** better stay in line

When (Whooof)

You see a ***** like me shinin'

Grinding

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 goddamn 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 rests by the lake

Consider my raw demeanor

The icing on the cake

I'm grindin'

I move 'caine like a cripple

Balance weight 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'

Grindin'

Grindin'

Grindin'

Grindin'

Grindin' you know

What I keep in the lining

****** better stay in line

When you see a ***** like me shinin'

Grinding

Grindin' when you know

What I keep in a lining (Whooof)

****** better stay in line

When (Whooof)

You see a ***** like me shinin'

Grinding