Williams, Pharrell Filmography

• Super Freak: The Rick James Story (2011)
• Beats Rhymes & Life: The Travels of a Tribe Called Quest (2011)
• Get Him to the Greek (2010)
• The 2010 World Music Awards (2010)
• SOS Saving OurSelves: Help for Haiti (2010)
• BET Awards 2010 (2010)
• Despicable Me (2010)
• Zoom (2010)
• The Greatness (2010)
• Zoom (2010)
• Zoom (2010)
• The Ear (2009)
• Rest in Beats (2009)
• Concrete Jungle (2009)
• Limelight (2009)
• Marc Jacobs & Louis Vuitton (2007)
• Concert for Diana (2007)
• 4th Annual VH1 Hip-Hop Honors (2007)
• MTV VMA Pre Show Royale (2007)
• Peep Diss Videos: Season One (2007)
• Diddy Makes an Album (2006)
• Sleepy Brown: Makes a Video (2006)
• Boost Mobile Rockcorps (2006)
• MTV Europe Music Awards 2006 (2006)
• The 2006 Billboard Music Awards (2006)
• MTV Video Music Awards 2006 (2006)
• Team Ice Cream Vol. 1 Skate Video (2006)
• Team Ice Cream Vol. 1 Skate Video (2006)
• Kanye West: College Dropout - Video Anthology (2005)
• 2005 American Music Awards (2005)
• Brit Awards 2005 (2005)
• MTV Video Music Awards 2005 (2005)
• The 3rd Annual Vibe Awards (2005)
• The 47th Annual Grammy Awards (2005)
• The 2005 Billboard Music Awards (2005)
• Seamless (2005)
• Britney Spears: Greatest Hits - My Prerogative (2004)
• Fade to Black (2004)
• Last Laugh '04 (2004)
• Michael Jackson: The One (2004)
• MTV Europe Music Awards 2004 (2004)
• The 46th Annual Grammy Awards (2004)
• The Ecology of Love (2004)
• And You Don't Stop: 30 Years of Hip-Hop (2004)
• The Ecology of Love (2004)
• The GQ Men of the Year Awards (2003)
• MTV Video Music Awards 2003 (2003)
• MTV Video Music Awards Opening Act (2003)
• Fromage 2003 (2003)
• Dude... We're Going to Rio (2003)
• MTV Europe Music Awards 2003 (2003)
• 2003 Radio Music Awards (2003)
• Hip Hop Babylon 2 (2003)
• Now That's What I Call Music!: The Best Videos of 2003! (2003)
• MTV Video Music Awards 2002 (2002)
• MTV Europe Music Awards 2002 (2002)

Wener, Pharrel Filmography

• The Joneses (2011)

Pharrell, Elle Filmography

• Storm Babes TV (2009)

• Ludacris
• Clipse
• N.E.R.D.
• Philly's Most Wanted

Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
I see you on my radar
Don't you act like you afraida
Shh...
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - ey ey ey
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
Don't worry about them haters
Keep your nose up in the air
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - ey ey ey
Shake shake shake your money maker
Like you were shaking it for some paper
Took your mama 9 months to make ya
Might as well shake what ya mama gave ya
You ... you looking good in them jeans
I bet you look even better with me in between
I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind
But yous a hell of a distraction when you shake your behind
I got * on my right side pouring some cups
My whole hood is to my left and they ain't giving a fuck
So feel free to get lose and get carried away
So by tomorrow you forgot what you was saying today
But don't forget about this feeling that I'm making you get
And all the calories you burn from me making you sweat
The mile high points you earn when we taking my jet
And how everywhere you turn I'll be making you wet..
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
I see you on my radar
Don't you act like you afraida
Shh...
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - ey ey ey
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
Don't worry about them haters
Keep your nose up in the air
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - ey ey ey
Switch, switch, switch it from right to left and..
Switch it till you running right out of breath and..
Take a break until you ready again and..
You can invite over as many friends as..
Ya want to, but I really want you
Just be thankful that Pharrell gave you something to bump to...HEYY
Luda...I'm at the top of my game
You want my hands from the bottom to top of your frame
And I...just wanna take a lil ride on your curves
And get erotic giving your body just what it deserves and..
Let me give you some swimming lessons on the penis
Backstroke, breaststroke, stroke of a genius...YUPP
Call me the renaissance man
Get up and I stay harder than a cinder block mannn....HEYY
I'm just a bedroom gangster
And I been meaning to tell ya that I really must thank ya when ya..
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
I see you on my radar
Don't you act like you afraida
Shh...
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - ey ey ey
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
Don't worry about them haters
Keep your nose up in the air
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - ey ey ey
Rock rock rock it and make it work girl
Please don't stop it until it hurt girl
You..you been looking a little tipsy
So if you could just shake it a little this way
See ima member of the BBC
The original bread winna of DTP
And you the center of attention thats distracting the squad
Cause everybody in the camp is like OH MY GODD..she could
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
I see you on my radar
Don't you act like you afraida
Shh...
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - ey ey ey
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
Don't worry about them haters
Keep your nose up in the air
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money

(Pharrell)
Mami, you miss me, don’t you?
Haters, wish you could hit me, don’t you?
(Heh) You should call me uncle
I understand, I’m back by popular demand
That new CL slide
Outside of Popeyes, eatin’ chicken and fries
(Word up) Yeah, come holla at your uncle
I understand, I’m back by popular demand
(Pusha T)
You are now listening to the all-time phenomenal
Used to bag work in VA at Econo Lo
Now I’m layin’ out at the Delino though
But don’t get it twisted, the Uzi’s in the liner, no
Hollow tip, dum-dums, and flesh like piranhas know
Such a scary thing to hear the souls sing Geronimo
Pull up in the CL, the ship’s astronomical
Hoes linin’ up on the curb, they fall like dominoes
Used to have this white bitch, she looked like Madonna though
Heard that she fuckin’ LeBron, but shit, I don’t know
Like that, Bron-Bron? I had that long time ago
Butt-nekkid, on the balcony at the Dallino
I mean the Delano, I mean Pharrell’ll know
The head shop bitch from DC? Hey, P, let ‘em know
(Yeah, that bitch was hot, nigga) But it was time to go
Them hoes come in eeny, meeny, minie moe
(Pharrell)
Mami, you miss me, don’t you?
Haters, wish you could hit me, don’t you?
(Heh) You should call me uncle
I understand, I’m back by popular demand
That new CL slide
Outside of Popeyes, eatin’ chicken and fries
(Word up) Yeah, come holla at your uncle
I understand, I’m back by popular demand
(Cam’ron)
Why wouldn’t I be? Look at shorty (Daaamn)
Uh, mami good down to the cuticles (I’m Caaaam)
What’s your name, beautiful, like (Caaam)
I could get used to your (Raaam)
If you knew what I used to do
But call me, I’m old, what, Uncle Cam?
I tax (Like who?) Like Uncle Sam
From the jungle fam, where niggas bundle grams
Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble and
(Aaaand) The gat on, the belt on the hip
(Aaaand) I keep it fa’ rell with the clips (Clips)
Drive a hard bargain (Bargain)
I’m Harlem’s only God gorgon, car foreign
Duh, the man st-st-stutter by
I knew your moms well, tell your mother hi
I’m the other guy that got your mother high
Up like a caterpillar, I make butter fly
(Pharrell)
Mami, you miss me, don’t you?
Haters, wish you could hit me, don’t you?
(Heh) You should call me uncle
I understand, I’m back by popular demand
That new CL slide
Outside of Popeyes, eatin’ chicken and fries
(Word up) Yeah, come holla at your uncle
I understand, I’m back by popular demand
(Malice)
Cot damn, the boy’s back
For pushing a mountain of Sno-Caps or avoiding the Kojak
The pioneer of the coke rap
I’m dancin’ with the stars, steppin’ on blow, doin’ the toe-tap
The dope return like I had it on LoJack
It made its way home like a road map
I fathered this
If I misled any kid that’s fatherless
That burden’s on my soul as long as I exist
Generation lost, they sayin’ they can’t reach us
The answer is the Lord, like Saturday Night Fever
I kept it in the crib, it made me a light sleeper
Whether watchin’ for the Feds or avoiding the Grim Reaper
Way deeper than rap
Money and hoes, it’s deeper than that
Fight the temptation, but it keep comin’ back
Money stack to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense
Who knew those commas meant you could lose your common sense?
Before it’s too late, all I can tell ‘em is repent
(Pharrell)
Mami, you miss me, don’t you?
Haters, wish you could hit me, don’t you?
(Heh) You should call me uncle
I understand, I’m back by popular demand
That new CL slide
Outside of Popeyes, eatin’ chicken and fries
(Word up) Yeah, come holla at your uncle

Pharrell)
Ok we wrote this for a purpose, to motivate you at this
time
With this hypnotizing bassline, please feel free to
lose your mind
Then get high, get money, get sex, get real all
intertwined
Oh yah, this is stadium music 50,000 at a time
(Chorus)
Let's get right, let's get right
Lets's get right, okay (okay)
Let's get right, let's get right
Lets's get right, okay (okay)
All the girls want, Hot N Fun
All they lookin for is, Hot N Fun
All they ask for is, Hot N Fun
They keep wantin that, Hot N Fun
Look at you, look at me
Look at you, look at me
Hot N Fun, Hot N Fun
...Let it go (Pharrell)
(Shae)
Homeboy, she's dancing for a reason, not just cause on
I'm on her hind,
Homeboy, it's totally obvi, you don't be listening to
her mind,
She want to get right, get money, get sex, get real,
all intertwined
This is stadium music, fifty thou jumping at a time
(Chorus)
Let's get right, let's get right
Lets's get right, okay (okay)
Let's get right, let's get right
Lets's get right, okay (okay)
All the girls want, Hot N Fun
All they lookin for is, Hot N Fun
All they ask for is, Hot N Fun
They keep wantin that, Hot N Fun
Look at you, look at me
Look at you, look at me
Hot N Fun, Hot N Fun
(Nelly Furtado)
Everybody's breathing,
Love into lust,
So many reasons,
To save the cast,
Cause tis the season
(Pharrell)
To a new day,
People don't want to think no more, they just want to
feel
They want to let go
(Chorus)
Let's get right, let's get right
Let's get right, okay (okay)
Let's get right, let's get right
Let's get right, okay (okay)
All the girls want, Hot N Fun
All they looking for is, Hot N Fun
All they ask for is, Hot N Fun
They keep wanting that, Hot N Fun
Look at you, look at me
Look at you, look at me
Hot N Fun, Hot N Fun
Nelly Furtado:
Everybody's breathing,
Love into lust,
So many reasons,
To save the cast,
Cause tis the season
...Come on(Pharrell)
Let's get right, let's get right
Let's get right, okay (okay)
Let's get right, let's get right
Let's get right, okay (okay)

[Pharrell in background]
[Pharrell]
Yo, hah huh, yo tell em
[Verse: Pusha T]
Kard' in me, I flow too angry for some
Introduce myself I waving a gun
Cocked the banger, filled the barrell, pop minus one
Pop again, lay his men flee now it's down
Known for popping four and putting cock in whore
Love expensive homes of stones with pocket doors
I fuck white whives, that drive white fives
Go to court, testify for me and tell white lies
When I pull up, the people say "HOT them boys!"
22 but childish how we cop them toys
Sorry contradict myself, kinda hard to stop it
Glock and my ski nose, piece out of the pocket
[Verse: Boobonic]
Hey yo it's Boobonic, tightest nigga around here
I'm next level, motherfuckers is downstairs
Niggaz call me a square, when I clock
Cause I'm eating from four corners in one block, get it?
Bottom line I'm the shit at all times
Come through in the five, grippin all dimes
Let's weigh mine to yours
I went to Vegas in '94, mind you I'm only 20
Ain't wit a whole lotta shit, just money
I'm so paid, that's why you niggaz so funny
X ya name, cause I'm next in the game to shine
Y'all faggot rappers can't fuck wit mine
[Chorus x2: Rosco P. Coldchain]
Y'all niggaz walk wit no belief
Y'all niggaz talk wit no relief
When you see me wit that .44 know it's me
Give up that cash, or that pack, or that cocoa leaf
[Verse: Fam-Lay]
Fam-Lay ain't scared y'all
Look, I swear I ain't scared
Six shots at his mink cap, watch our shit
Look the nigga bout to die and he don't even know it
I fucked wit a lotta chicks that I don't even go at
Have a suit from the coppers, the dope won't even throw it
And y'all never knew I'm mad cause I won't even show it
Calm demeanor, flips when I palm the nina
I'm gifted, get shit straight from Argentina
Three vicious pimps but they moms is meaner
Got big tit chicks, Lord y'all should see 'em
The boss is heavy, let off cross and steady
Or even straight through the middle like Dorsey Levy
[Verse: Mr. Man]
In the ML 430, block crack and twist em
Bruce'll fall back bitch see the solar system
Hoes - never kiss em, fuck get a dick sucked
You better than what? More hoes than who?
Can't na nigga ball like Mr. Man and Boo
Gucci from the suit, shirt belt to the suit
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
When my block getting money, everything is fine
Cop two bricks, stole ride roun' nine
Now I'm the shit, the clique is cool
And we boost six hours shift, fuck school
Fuck ice, I got heat that'll blow your cool
[Chorus]
[Verse: Rosco P. Coldchain]
Playas think they can stand infront of me? Wit that ice on
Like as if Rosco wouldn't make their brains all crispy
I'm far from patient, it take something minor to push me
I thought my name was self explanatory, y'all niggaz be asking for it
Rosco's slang term for gun, P's for Porter
Coldchain nigga I'll take yours and sport it
And if you pussies got something to say about that
You can chit chat wit me and my gat, that day about that
On the spot, that moment, that second about that
I'll pull the Heckling, cock, and commense to pop
Heat from the stove, oven stuffing baking your top
And while you're on the pavement bleeding to death
I'll proceed to inspect - your pockets
Fingers, wrists, and your neck
I want the platinum rings, watches, including baguettes
[Verse: Malice]
When I come it's wit 10 friends and a cross beam
Red dot pulsating on his offspring
Far from fiction what I kick in these flows
I'm the proud pop of them twin fo fo's
Mac and nine milly, ice quite chilly
I chase that paper, being broke? that's silly
What's worse than a group a niggaz wit no say?
We skip to the front of the line and don't pay
His stash at the foot of the bed, you don't say
Fill his Dolce wit more holes than crochet
No deal go down wit out a gun involved
Cause I'm raw like a Harley wit monkey bars