Nick Cannon - Your Pops Don't Like Me Lyrics
Oh, females dads be trippin for realI mean, Im a player with ma, rightAnd see what had happened wasI was hollerin at this chick in front of the 99 cent storeWell, heres the whole storyShe was a tall slim, oh, chick I met last weekAt the mall, cute feet with the baby fat bootyShe paged me to come over the mallSo I smashed in the crib, bumpin, cant walk {Oh, boy}With the doo rag on {Yo, boy}When she sang that song she turnin me onIf would have known her pops was homeCould have stayed at crib, hollered at her on the phoneBut pops got hot, he was old school pimpinTank tops, flip flops and dress socksRang dang when he came with the questionsBoy, you were young and how knowin for the LexusIm sorry, Mr. Jackson, but I sell recordsNah, once again, I aint got a jail recordIts Nick Cannon, the cat you aint used toThe Rapper, actor, comedienneproducerI dont really like this dude, I cant stand himWhere did he come from, tell meI dont really like this dude, I want so muchSo much more for my daughter (Your pops dont like me)I dont really like this dude, I cant stand himWhere did he come from, tell meI dont really like this dude, I want so muchSo much more for my daughter (Your pops dont like me)When the girls from the ghetto act the size of theystilettos6-7-8 wanna make us waitThey wanna date, gotta ask popsYou a grown woman, all that need to stopAt the club, yeah, you have a thug at home or notYou daddys little girl that he love a lotWell, he dont know about that tat you got, huhNah, Im playin Im just rockinShorty ?? probably hooked upProbably teach you how to move in those ?
