Lyrics:

[Pharrell] & (Pusha T in sing-song voice)**lf**Yo...**lf**I go by the name... (I''m yo'' pusha)**lf**of Pharrell from the Neptunes...**lf**And I just wanna let y''all know... (I''m yo'' pusha)**lf**The world is about to feel...**lf**Something... (I''m yo'' pusha), that they''ve never felt before**lf**C''mon**lf****lf**(Pusha T)**lf**From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard**lf**I sell it whip on whip, it''s off the hard**lf**I''m the...neighborhood pusha**lf**Call me subwoofer, ''cause I pump ''base'' like that, Jack**lf**On or off the track, I''m heavy cuz**lf**Ball ''til you fall cause you could duck to the fetti govs**lf**Sorry my love, what I''m seeing through these eyes**lf**Benz convoys with the wagon on the side**lf**Only big boys keep deuces on the ride**lf**Gucci Chuck Taylor with the dragon on the side**lf**Man, I make a buck, why scram?**lf**I''m trying to show y''all who the fuck I am**lf**The jewels is flirting me, damned if I''m hurting**lf**Legend in two games like I''m Pee Wee Kirkland**lf**Platinum on the block with consistent hits**lf**While Pharrell keep talking this music shit**lf****lf**[Chorus: Pharrell]**lf**......Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**......Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**...(Hu-huuh...)**lf****lf**(Malice overlapping last line of Chorus)**lf**Patty cake, patty cake, I''m the baker''s man**lf**I bake them cakes as fast as I can**lf**And you can tell by how my bread stack up**lf**And disguised in this rap so the feds back up**lf**Watch it, like my whip, like my chick, topless**lf**Doing a buck-six with me in the cockpit**lf**Grindin'' cousin, I got hoes for a dozen**lf**Even eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin''**lf**And my weight, that''s just as heavy as my name**lf**So much dough, I can''t swear I won''t change**lf**Excuse me if my wealth got me full of myself**lf**Cocky, something that I just can''t help**lf**''Specially when them 20''s is spinning like windmills**lf**And the ice 32 below minus the wind chill**lf**Filthy, the word that best defines me**lf**I''m just grinding man, y''all nevermind me**lf****lf**[Chorus]**lf**......Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**......Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**...(Hu-huuh...)**lf****lf**[Hook: The Clipse in sing-song voice and (Pharrell)]**lf**Grin-din'', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...)**lf**Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...)**lf**When you see a nigga like me shinin'' (Grin-ding!)**lf**Grin-din'', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...)**lf**Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...)**lf**When you see a nigga like me shinin'' (Grin-ding!)**lf****lf**(Malice)**lf**My grind''s ''bout family, never been about fame**lf**From days I wasn''t ''Abel/able'', there was always ''Cain/caine''**lf**Four and a half will get you in the game**lf**Anything less is just a goddamn shame**lf**Guess the weight, my watch got blue chips in the face**lf**Glock with two tips, whoever gets in the way**lf**Not to mention the hideaway that rests by the lake**lf**Consider my raw demeanor the icing on the cake**lf**I''m Grinding**lf**(Pusha T overlapping Malice''s last line)**lf**I move ''caine like a criple**lf**Balance weight through the hood**lf**Kids call me Mr. Sniffles**lf**Other hand on my nickel--**lf**Plated whistle, one eye closed I''ll hit you**lf**As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an issue**lf**Lose your soul in... whichever palm I''m holdin''**lf**One''ll leave you frozen, the other, noddin'' and dozin''**lf**I''m grindin'' Jack**lf****lf**[Chorus]**lf**...Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**...Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**Grindin''! (Ahhh)**lf**...(Hu-huuh...)**lf****lf**[Hook: The Clipse in sing-song voice and (Pharrell)]**lf**Grin-din'', when you know what I keep in a lining**lf**Niggas better stay in line, when**lf**When you see a nigga like me shinin'' (Grin-ding!)**lf**Grin-din'', when you know what I keep in a lining**lf**Niggas better stay in line, when**lf**When you see a nigga like me shinin'' (Grin-ding!)