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Pharrell Williams - Come Get It Bae Paroles Lyrics Video
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Paroles Pharrell Williams - Happy (Despicable Me 2 ) Lyrics ( + Video Clip )

Pharrell - Can I Have It Like That - Gwen Stefani

Pharrell - How Does It Feel? 
Pharrell - Raspy Shit 
Pharrell - Best Friend 
Pharrell - You Can Do It Too 
Pharrell - Keep It Playa
Pharrell - That Girl 
Pharrell - Angel
Pharrell - Young Girl/I Really Like You
Pharrell - Take It Off (Dim the Lights) 
Pharrell - Stay with Me 
Pharrell - Baby
Pharrell - Our Father 
Pharrell - Number One 
Pharrell - Show You How To Hustle

Can I Have It Like That - Gwen Stefani
Ladies and gentlemen, 
Yeszir, 
Let's do it! 
Yeszir,
Yo, On and on and my nuts I'm palming, 
Take two of these and call me in the morning 
You should see the way the chain heart is to charmin' 
Flying like a bird like Nelly Furtado 
Shit pop ya bottles toast to screen cheers! 
Getcha 2-step cuz it's the record of the year 
Nigga that brought you ice creams 2 for a pair, 
Officially announcing that this is warfare 
Cuz back in the day my clouds was grey 
And it seemed like my angels couldn't blow them away 
But then i sold my first verse that cut the NSX 
But i was still ridin' in them thin ass jets, 
But now, 
My business so clear out the window of the leer 
And I'm talking on my celly all this shit that you should hear, 
Listen clearly now,
Hello, can you hear me now?
Can i have it like that?
You got it like that 
Can i have it like that?
You got it like that
Can i have it like that?
You got it like that 
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that 
So, drop ya purse, and grab ya hips, 
And act like ya tryin' to get this money right quick, 
So can i have it like that?
You got it like that
Can i have it like that?
You got it like that 
On and on and this beat is zoning,
I control the mind straight over the phone, 
Let 'em explore the words something like a tourist, 
They never get addicted unless ........ 
From Louisdales to Jimmy Choos is real, 
She knows the time she sees the richard mille, 
Flat double skeletal tourbillon 
Its just like her body move it turns her on, 
She like the way my hands use her body for hand warmers, 
And all our car doors go up like Transformers 
See i can do it thisaway i can do it thataway 
From the crib in Viginia to that new Miami getaway 
So cool like new edition that she hollas ya scent, 
I'll get it ok, let it boil away, 
But please run along, cuz ladeez is feelin wrong, 
And I got some right for 'em right after this song 
Cuz my name is Skate-Board-P 
Ladies and gentlemen,
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that 
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that 
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that 
So, drop ya purse, and grab ya hips, 
And act like ya tryin' to get this money right quick, 
So can i have it like that? 
You got it like that 
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that 
On and on and the temperatures warming 
I spit heat flashes, niggaz get nautious, 
Bright as a bitch 
So analyze with caution 
When the light hit the ice bet a 100 that you vomit 
Should i mention the fact the transition is the track 
No one change into the vision just to get me where I'm at
No skateboy P too grown 
Riding up and down college in that new 2 tone 
It's so cold you dont wanna feel the chill of it, (Uh!) 
Just stand back and just look at the grill of it, (Uh!) 
I don't smoke but i bet the... love it! 
It totally intensifies vivd ass appeal of it, 
You could be jealous, and grit ya teeth, 
But all these little nigaas got something in reach 
While on my boat party trying to sunseek, 
Ladies and gentlemen,
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that 
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that 
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that 
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that
So, drop ya purse, and grab ya hips, 
And act like ya tryin' to get this money right quick, 
So can i have it like that?
You got it like that 
Can i have it like that? 
You got it like that
(huh, huh, huh, huh)
How Does It Feel?
Wooo wooo! [in background] 
Yessur! aha 
New Skateboard P 
Hey! 
Let's go get 'em 
uh-huh 
yo, hola 
[Verse 1] 
Mearle maire, club muchacho 
Asorted flavours, in they solatos 
Inspire young minds, stacked by Nato's 
With the right determination of a patho 
Running 'cross the water with bricks at his poncho
Face like a shoot when it's bussin' my glock hold 
Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my wings 
When I was young yo the teacher gave me stanity dreams 
Giving me music like drugs and they handed me things, they shoot it up 
See me on the TV, the cuties they wanna fuck
Both presidental and plus, they hoop it up
Got more hits in his zip, who want enough
I can go back in time, you be Judge Eato
With my men and ?? I know you thinkin' Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, something like your T-Vo
But it's 3 hundred thousand more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I used to live with Tito
But he clowned me and told me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo doors go up like a Dilo
Reon, same song some from my man Nigo
SLR, when the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jar 
Nigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frost 
Yessur...
[Bridge] 
My nigga close your eyes, 
Just picture you're self just holdin' pies 
Impliment a plan and and you'll surely rise 
Just promised by the man that controls the skies 
Don't you see, I know that shit's so ill 
Better yet, dawg, just tell me how you feel 
...How you feel dawg? 
[Chorus] 
We just picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late night 
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bacon, shaking, shaping, gotta get this cake right 
As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you take flight 
...My nigga how does it feel? 
Ha ha! Yessur! 
[Verse 2] 
Nigga you don't know me 
I'm part Howard Hues, part horny, part holy 
First trip on the ramp is the rock and rolly 
Keep one on my staff with a new pro-chromy 
If they priest need the mention that I've been biten
But a force be the chocolate where critics are written 
He dresses insane where his music admire 
Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the year
But you should guess who's in insanity chair 
Now it ain't about what I want 
Still thumbing through my life like a drug-star porn 
It's one thing to say you did it 
It's one thing to lie about your didgits 
It's one thing to say that you live it 
It's another for you fuckers to admit it 
But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our nature 
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like NASA 
And it'll make me happy buy yourself a Sattle 
Unlike my sister Stacy when she lost her papa 
I been there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh 
John could do, when surrounded with true 
A man dies, baby born, as far as Peru 
It's a simple proof between us and imposters 
We hop in the air, and don't care what it costs us 
Now I'm with NERD with a pit full of Martians 
I guess you could say that we fly like saucers 
Zapping at niggas, with classing and figure 
The cash and class whippers 
The thrashing mag ripper 
Go 'head and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga) 
Yessur! 
[Bridge] 
[Chorus] 
Nigga you don't know me...


Best Friend
[Intro: Pharrell Williams] (Diddy in background) 
Hey yo, ladies and gentlemen 
You could never imagine, what's about to happen right now 
(Hey yo check this out) 
[Verse: P. Diddy] 
Hey yo I'm back by popular demand and shit 
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it 
This rap game's getting scandalous 
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
My other nigga turned Evangelist
But I can't quit cause I'm on some Evander shit 
Fuck the money and the white sand and shit 
When it's said and done you gunna understand this shit 
Your man talking about Hummers and little cars 
That only fit in his little house little garage 
His lifestyle is just a little mirage 
He the type of cat that never had a menage 
Backrub, you know a little massage 
Tight shit you get when you Head Nigga in charge 
I'm in the Rolls listening to the bars 
Leaned back wit a chick smoking on cigars 
From Bogota, Colombia, chicks from Panama 
The diamond fellow, mami hello 
Pull up in the drop my Ferrari yellow 
Pull off your top make it shake like Jello 

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams] (Lenny Kravitz) 
DROP EVERYTHING!! When you walk in the door 
Free your self 'fore get ya ass on the floor! 
Ah be a maniac-ah! lose control (just lose control) 
GET NAKED!! Strip down to your soul!

[Bridge: Pharrell Williams] 
Well strip down! (work) 
Show me some more! (work) 
Is that all you got?! (work) 
You got to make me believe it girl! (work) 
C'MON NOW!! 

[Verse: Pharrell Williams] 
I'm sitting on your Louie bag, now you're braining it 
Lookin like your little sister came that painted it 
Slick, like calamari tentacles 
Staring at


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