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  • 作曲 : L. Campbell/Nick Cannon/R. Troutman
    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
    LexusI’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 stilettos6 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
  • 作曲 : L. Campbell/Nick Cannon/R. Troutman
    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
    LexusI’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 stilettos6 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