Artist: N.E.R.D. f/ Rihanna
Album:  No_One Ever Really Die
Song:   Lemon
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
The truth'll set you free
But first, it'll piss you off

[Pharrell Williams]
(Hey!) Bad bitches wanna be my bae
(Hey!) Hunt me down like the CIA
(Hey!) Side of my car, tryna see my face
(Hey!) Want me to beat it like the T.I. case, ohhh
(Hey!) And if it's heated, I'ma feed my face
(Hey!) And best believe, it's gon' be outrageous
(Hey!) Hatin' niggas can't believe my race
(Hey!) Niggas hit you with the Eli face, ohhh
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
Scrunchin' their eyes with your name in their mouth and
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'

(Hey!) You keep askin' me where I'm from
(Hey!) About the borders and did I run
(Hey!) Keep askin' how I feel 'bout guns
(Hey!) There's a light and dark army, which side you choose? Ohhh
(Hey!) If not now, then when?
(Hey!) And if not me, then who?
(Hey!) Don't drink the Kool-Aid, my friends
(Hey!) I tried to tell y'all about this duuuude~!
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
Hate supplements are found right in their couches
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'

[Interlude]
“Wait, wait a minute”
“Shout out to them, people, people”
“Wait, wait a minute”
“P-p-p-people, p-p-p-people, people” (Whoooa~!)
“Wait, wait a minute”
“Mad ethnic right now”

[Chorus: Rihanna]
I get it how I live it, I live it how I get it
Count the muh'fuckin' digits
I pull up with a lemon, not cause she ain't livin'
It's just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain't a scrimmage, muh'fucker we ain't finished
I told you we won't stop
A nigga 'bout her business, like yours but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top blowin' la
Got the hazards on, only doin' five

[Rihanna]
You can catch me, Rih, in the new La Ferrar'
And the truck behind me got arms
Yeah, longer than LeBron
Just waitin' for my thumb like The Fonz
Woo! This beat tastes like lunch
But it's runnin' from veneers and it's runnin' from the fronts
But every day, hey, wasn't lemonade
I was afraid, once a nigga graduate
Would I be okay? So I prayed and I played
It's Rihanna nigga, my constellation in space
W-w-warp speed, Doctor Spock couldn't chase nigga

[Pharrell Williams]
Nigga bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the fa-
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the fa-
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the
B-b-b-b-bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the fa-
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
I get it now I live it, I live it how I get it
Count the motherfuckin' digits
I pull up with a lemon, not 'cause she ain't livin'
It's just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain't a scrimmage, muh'fucker we ain't finished
I told you we won't stop
A nigga 'bout his business, like yours but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top blowin' la
Got the hazards on, only doin' five

[Pharrell Williams]
You can catch me - bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'...
You can catch me

“Wait, wait a minute”
“Wait, wait a minute”
“Wait, wait a minute”
“Wait, wait a minute”
“Wait, wait a minute”
“Wait, wait a minute”
“Wait, wait a minute”
“Wait, wait a minute”