Pharrell Williams Yup This is for all of the consors of fine rhyme you know ? I dug deep in the cellars of my mind for this I love y’all niggaz I just wanna air some things out Dear Hip-Hip, ya know ? Dear Hip-Hop Dear Hip-Hop :
Pharrell Williams I got a cult following, N*E*R*D is far from Pop G No radio, light spins since the video drop see I’m the turbion of this shit, like Mozart and Bach B I’m-ma show you niggaz what time it is, niggaz watch me My falsetto been hot, like the Sopranos five seasons Alto beats +Grindin+ soundin like +Frontin’+, Niggaz is reachin’ I pimped across that stage nigga tipsy off that reason Snatch that Grammy, when I joke I call it G-Thing Ask Robin Leach. How many V-somthins up in my fortress Like Russle Crowe in +Gladiator+, so many fucking horses Porsches, ??? thats white, I call it Ghost Phantom named Nightmare, night scares people the most I introduce BAPE to the world, 400 nigga out fast Favorite group White Stripe, R. Kelly, Kanye and Outcast A R&B producer, I was sittin on the shelf A Ralph Laurenic nerd then Noreaga gave me help But my samples wouldn’t clear, and I couldn’t rock a wig And they didn’t have pimp cups, and dancin wasn’t my gig But shoulder brushin, blazers and trucker hats I did And the only niggaz I ain’t work with was Tupac and Big Ha ha
Pharrell Williams Chorus You and me BAPE, Ice Cream and BBC (Yup) Just because we skate down the road (Niggaz) Don’t mean we can’t slam Phantom Doors (Bitches) You and me BAPE, Ice Cream and BBC Just because we skate down the road ( love y’all man) Don’t mean we can’t slam Phantom Doors (You have no idea)
Pharrell Williams Now er’body keep asking me about Kelis She’s dope with or without me til I die thats what I speak I never run to the tabloids and run around here grinnin’ I’m a peaceful, Rolls Royce drivin’ black John Lennon psychedelic beats, medals on my Solder jacket Fuckin the baddest bitches in fashion, niggaz could you imagine ? Ma, why you even breathin ? Why you even talkin’ ? Put my Big Bang in your Black Hole, I’m Stephen Hawkins If the mind is full of water, can you believe I’m walkin’ On your thoughts trust me niggaz what I’ve achieved is awesome Mind readers you think you know me, proceed with caution Ohup ! Eternal sunshine of a spotless mind you lost him I cried when my grandma died, Bob says Josh says If Josh short for Jesus, then I’ll sing what Bob says Oh small diamonds are blahsay blahsay Remember 20 carot soilitares can not be paveyed And while my heart has lots of scars hidden My beats is star ridden, givin trucks and jeeps and cars rythem Accompanied by 40 bars spittin, not from the prospective of Nasism But as N*E*R*D goes as I start peni-trating minds unlikely fitting Ghetto girls and thugs liking the album guitar driven, Yup ! Ghetto girls to girls from the valley To niggaz that skate to niggaz that pump crack in they alleys I’m the Black Card, Timothy Leary, John Lennon lookin for my Yoko Hopin my wife hears me And maybe she’ll have more +Interscope+ and not be a +Virgin+ Who bought my album, and who will prefer the regular version that goes
Maybe chorus plays fast
See, maybe [Haha] There was something wrong [Hooo !] And you were telling me no wrong [What up Black radio ? Daddy loves you] See, maybe [Ahhhhohhhhhhhhhh !] The laugh’s on me [Yeahhhh] And life was telling me a joke (joke, joke joke)
Owwww !
Pharrell Williams chorus You and me BAPE, Ice Cream and BBC Just because we skate down the road (Mean what ?) Don’t mean we can’t slam Phantom Doors (Nigga nigga) You and me BAPE, Ice Cream and BBC Just because we skate down the road Don’t mean we can’t slam Phantom Doors (nigga nigga)
Pharrell williams Love P.S.. daddy loves you Yours truely