Your Pops Don`t Like Me Lyrics

Your Pops Don`t Like Me lyrics

Oh, females dads be trippin’ for real 

I mean, I’m a player with ma, 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 fat booty 

She paged me to come over the mall 

So I smashed in the crib, bumpin’, can’t walk {Oh, boy 

With the doo rag on {Yo’, boy 

When she sang that song she 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 knowin’ 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/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 

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 rockin’ 

Shorty ?? probably hooked up 

Probably teach you how to move in those ??

Cut to the next day and a half 

Called the crib and your dad hung up on my a** 



Is it ‘cause of the blunt, 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 

He be jonesin’, those films ain’t funny to him 

Or is it ‘cause I keep the block hot with Bonnie and them 

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 

Tone-Loc he 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 huntin’ 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 



I really don't like this dude, I can’t stand him 

Where did he come from, tell me





[Thanks to JTSBballingurl23@aol.com for these lyrics]

[Thanks to tippyflowers@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]