Pharrell - When Skateboard Came lyrics

Yessir!

When lil' Skateboard came with
Them big-ass chains
Let's get right down to business
Them bitches like, "P, why you got that on?"
(Ha ha ha)
I'm like, "Bitch, stay in your lane
And give a nigga brain"
Y'all didn't think this could happen, huh?
Everlast 'til the break of dawn
(Gangsta Gri-Zillz)
Well, let me tell you something!
When I pulled up in that big-ass
Thing that was white as cocaine
(Matter-fact)
Backpackers thought my mind was gone
(I gotta tell y'all niggas)
But when I pull, pull uh up with the ugh, up
The bitch uh-bitches be, the
Bitche-bitches be like, "What?"
(I'm a made man) studies show (Dramatic)

Yeah, haha! Wow
Yeah, niggas! You hear it right? Wow
You hear it!
Look, Drama, man, come on, look this my shit
They didn't believe us, P!
You know what I'm saying? This is my shit!
We gotta go all the way
On your first mixtape!
You know what I'm saying? This
Is MY shit! MY shit
Niggas! MY shit! Take this shit back!
So we not gon' do nothing but heat-rocks!
Listen! Listen to what's happening right now!
They listening! They ain't got
No fucking choice!
Listen to what's happening! Ill!
Watch this oh!

Yo, when lil' Skateboard came
With them big-ass chains (Now y'all ready?)
Them bitches like, "P, why you got that on?"
I'm like, "Bitch, stay in your lane
And give a nigga brain" (I'm in my lane)
Everlast 'til the break of dawn (Cannon)
When I pulled up in that big-ass
Thing that was white as cocaine (AMG)
Backpackers thought my mind was gone
(BBCIceCreamcom! Tr Trendsetter)
But when I pull, pull uh up with the ugh, up
The bitch uh-bitches be, the
Bitche-bitches be like, "What?"
(DJ the fuck Drama! Skateboard P)

Studies show that eyes get damaged (Dramatic)
When you stare into the
Ultraviolet rays be like, "what?"
(Dramatic, nigga! Haha)
Studies show that eyes get damaged
When you stare into the
Ultraviolet rays be like, what?"
(Gangsta Gangsta Gri-Zillz)

Studies show that eyes get damaged
When you stare into the ultraviolet
Rays in the ears
And the ears through the glass
Of my Rolls Ruh
C-E, that smells like the potpou-
'Pourri provided by my chauffeur
(Dr Dramatic)
The chains is flooded, the dames
They love it the rock so big, I'm amazed
But it's strange they cut it
The belt-buckle frames is smothered (Ugh)
Don't look too long, you might get "what?"-ed
Once they scream "What?" (Gangsta)
Then, they grab the gun by the butt
Squeeze the dick once it go "click"
Open your shit
Now the back of your shit open (Ugh)
The front of your shit got
A hole that's smoking
"Father forgive me, I'm sorry
Another idiot croaking"
"9-1-1, what's the emergency?"
Now, they rushing that ass
To get that surgery
You wanted to have it your
Way like Burger King
Flame-broiled, broil-flamed (Gangsta)
The royal brain is ignoring you lames
Don't make no comparisons
We ain't sort of the same
Look at your wallets we ain't
Sort of the same your rocks is treated that
Ain't sort-of the chain
Better go to the back of
The Source and order again (Uh, huh)
Lyrically, I'm XXL, I drove you home
The bracelet got a Vibe when
I'm holding the phone
When I wave, bitches call me Rolling Stones

Yo, when lil' Skateboard came
With them big-ass chains
Them bitches like, "P, why you got that on?"
(The Aphilliates, nigga, pay attention)
I'm like, "Bitch, stay in your lane
And give a nigga brain"
Everlast 'til the break of dawn
(Dr Dr Dr Dramatic)
When I pulled up in that big-ass
Thing that was white as cocaine
Backpackers thought my mind was gone
But when I pull, pull uh up with the ugh, up
The bitch uh-bitches be, the
Bitche-bitches be like, "What?"
(Gangsta)

Yo, I overlook the whole city with a nice
Clear view
You trying to call your bitch that's pretty
But she can't hear you
She arguing with my doorman
Tryna get upstairs
Describing the prototypes to my Icy Airs
The Ice Creams make all the
Bitches want to fuck
Plus, the black card is something
Like an armored truck
Parking lot see, it's a art to "hot"
You know who's who, when who's quiet
And who talks a lot
See, there's money machines and
Those who spark it, not
Those be the type of niggas left
In the dark to rot (Gangsta)
I greens marks the pop-ular then
I get new cars
That's protected by Rugers that'll shoot you
Alternate your future
Quicker than the Wu Tang bu tar
Bitches see my face and say, "Me gusta"
Mama used to drive a Cougar
But now, I drive horses with Italian names
Equipped with a bitch with
A nice stallion frame
She half-Haitian, call her Geneviéve and shit
"C'est pas c'est, tout n'est
" like she Clef and shit
She respect my dick, like it's break-fer-ast
She's insecure her girl wanna get with this
The expresséd bliss of what I'm blessed with
When I finger-fuck the track
It caress the gift if you study my mixtape
You'll see what my method is

When lil' Skateboard came with
Them big-ass chains
Them bitches like, "P, why you got that on?"
I'm like, "Bitch, stay in your lane
And give a nigga brain"
Everlast 'til the break of dawn (Gangsta)
When I pulled up in that big-ass
Thing that was white as cocaine
Backpackers thought my mind was gone