Grindin' Chords by Clipse

[Start]

[Chorus]
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Yo I go by the name
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Of Pharrell from The Neptunes
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And I just wanna let y'all know
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The world is about to feel something
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That they've never felt before c'mon


[Verse]
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From ghetto to ghetto to backyard to yard
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I sell it whipped unwhipped it's soft or hard
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I'm the neighborhood pusha
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Call me Subwoofer 'cause I pump base like that Jack
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On or off the track I'm heavy cuz
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Ball 'til you fall 'cause you could duck to the Feddy Govs
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Sorry my love what I'm seeing through these eyes
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Benz convoys with the wagon on the side
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Only big boys keep deuces on the ride
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Gucci Chuck Taylor with the dragon on the side
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Man I make a buck why scram
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I'm tryna show y'all who the fuck I am
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The jewels is flirting be damned if I'm hurting
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Legend in two games like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
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Platinum on the block with consistent hits
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While Pharrell keep talking this music shit


[Chorus]
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Grindin' Grindin'


[Verse]
N.C.             
Grindin' Grindin'
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Grindin' Huhhuh
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Patty cake patty cake I'm the baker's man
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I bake them cakes as fast as I can
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And you can tell by how my bread stack up
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Then disguise it as rap so the Feds back up
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Watch it like my whip like my chick topless
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Doing a bucksix with me in the cockpit
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Grindin' cousin I got wholes for a dozen
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Even elevenminus five if I see ya keep it comin'
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And my weight that's just as heavy as my name
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So much dough I can't swear I won't change
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Excuse me if my wealth got me full of myself
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Cocky something that I just can't help
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'specially when them twenty's is spinning like windmills
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And the ice thirtytwo below minus the wind chill
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Filthy the word that best defines me
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I'm just grinding man y'all never mind me


[Chorus]
N.C.             
Grindin' Grindin'


[Verse]
N.C.             
Grindin' Grindin'
N.C.           
Grindin' Huhhuh
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Grindin' You know what I keep in a lining
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Niggas better stay in line when
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You see a nigga like me shinin'
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Grindin' You know what I keep in a lining
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Niggas better stay in line when
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You see a nigga like me shinin'
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My grind's 'bout family never been about fame
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From days I wasn't able there was always 'caine
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Four and a half will get you in the game
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Anything less is just a goddamn shame
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Guess the weight my watch got blue chips in the face
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Glock with two tips whoever gets in the way
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Not to mention the hideaway that rests by the lake
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Consider my raw demeanor the icing on the cake
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I'm grindin'
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I move 'caine like a cripple
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Balance weight through the hood kids call me Mr Sniffles
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Other hand on my nickel
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Plated whistle one eye closed I'll hit you
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As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an issue
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Lose your soul in whichever palm I'm holdin'
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One'll leave you frozen
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The other noddin' and dozin' I'm grindin' Jack


[Chorus]
N.C.             
Grindin' Grindin'
N.C.             
Grindin' Grindin'
N.C.           
Grindin' Huhhuh
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Grindin' You know what I keep in a lining
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Niggas better stay in line when
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You see a nigga like me shinin'
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Grindin' You know what I keep in a lining
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Niggas better stay in line when
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You see a nigga like me shinin'


[Outro]

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