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Nick Cannon - Your Pops Don't Like Me
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nick Cannon
Nick Cannon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Cannon
Nick Cannon
Composer
Moses Barrett III
Moses Barrett III
Composer
Deric Battiste
Deric Battiste
Lyrics
L. Campbell
L. Campbell
Composer
Emil
Emil
Lyrics
Hutchinson
Hutchinson
Lyrics
James Todd Smith
James Todd Smith
Composer
Roger Troutman
Roger Troutman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Cannon
Nick Cannon
Producer
Scorpio
Scorpio
Producer
Jeff Vereb
Jeff Vereb
Recording Engineer
Joe Warlick
Joe Warlick
Recording Engineer
Kevin Crouse
Kevin Crouse
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, females dads be trippin' for real I mean, I'm a player with mine, right And see what had happened was I was hollerin' at this chick in front of the 99 Cent store Well, here's the whole story She was a tall slim, oh, chick I met last week At the mall, cute feet with the baby phat fleece She paged me to come over tomorrow So I smashed in the crib, bumpin', camron (Oh, boy) With the doo rag on (Yo', boy) When she sang that song she's turnin' me on If would have known her pops was home Could have stayed at crib, hollered at her on the phone But pops got hot, he was old school pimpin' Tank tops, flip flops and dress socks Rang dang when he came with the questions Boy, you were young and how goin' for the Lexus I'm sorry, Mr. Jackson, but I sell records Nah, once again, I ain't got a jail record It's Nick Cannon, the cat you ain't used to The Rapper, actor, comedienne slash producer I really don't like this dude, I can't stand him Where did he come from, tell me I really don't like this dude, I want so much So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me) I really don't like this dude, I can't stand him Where did he come from, tell me I really don't like this dude, I want so much So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me) When the girls from the ghetto act the size of they stilettos 6 7 8 wanna make us wait If they wanna date, gotta ask pops You a grown woman, all that need to stop At the club, yeah, you have a thug at home or not You daddy's little girl that he love a lot Well, he don't know about that tat you got, huh Nah, I'm playin', I'm just whillin' Shorty we should probably hooked up Probably teach you how to move in those [Incomprehensible] Cut to the next day and a half Called the crib and your dad hung up on my ass Is it 'cause of the block, ma, he don't like me Or is the watch, ma, he don't like me 'Cause I'm pushin' a drop, ma, he don't like me, like me Yo', pops, he don't like me I really don't like this dude, I can't stand him Where did he come from, tell me I really don't like this dude, I want so much So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me) I really don't like this dude, I can't stand him Where did he come from, tell me I really don't like this dude, I want so much So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me) Is it 'cause I make more money than him TV show, those films ain't funny to him Or is it 'cause I keep the block hot with monnie and nem' Rims, inches on my Benz, yeah, 20 of them Now I'mma fullback gettin' the win Last time I called back, he picked up again Don't know if you saw that, my devilish grin Lettin' you know that the young black Elvis is in I ain't stuntin' your pops, yo', I ain't frontin' your pops Gonna have me straight hunnin' your pops, nah Don't wanna Roy Jones your pops Left, right, uppercut, knock out your pops Close the door, lock out your pops We on a roll now, sugar, I ain't 'bout to stop Don't care if he try to kick me out your house Do you understand the words that are comin' out of my mouth I really don't like this dude, I can't stand him Where did he come from, tell me I really don't like this dude, I want so much So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me) I really don't like this dude, I can't stand him Where did he come from, tell me I really don't like this dude, I want so much So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me) Is it 'cause I'm handsome, he don't like me Keep the ladies dancin', he don't like me 'Cause my house is a mansion, he don't like me, like me Yo', pops, he don't like me Is it 'cause of the corn rolls, he don't like me Or is it my hormones, he don't like me The Gs and the bank roll, he don't like me, like me Yo', pops, he don't like me I really don't like this dude, I can't stand him Where did he come from, tell me (He don't like me) I really don't like this dude, I want so much So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me) I really don't like this dude, I can't stand him Where did he come from, tell me (He don't like me) I really don't like this dude, I want so much So much more for my daughter
Writer(s): Roger Troutman, James Todd Smith, Dwayne Simon, Curtis Jackson, Nick Cannon, Andy Thelusma, Clarence Hutchinson, Moses Barrett, Derick Battiste, Leroy Campbell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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