Oh, female's dad be trippin’ for real
I mean, I’m a player with ma, right
An' 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 model chick I met last week
At the mall, cute feet with the baby fat [Incomprehensible]
She paged me to come over the mall
So I smashed in the crib, bumpin’, can’t walk

With the doo rag on
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 her pops got hot, he was old school pimpin’
Tank tops, flip flops an' dress socks
Rang dang, when he came with the questions
“Boy, you were young an' how you goin’ for the Lexus?”

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, comedian 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

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

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 wilin'

Shorty, we should probably hook up
Probably teach you how to move in those Roberto Cavallis
Cut to the next day an' a half
Called the crib an' your dad hung up on my ***

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

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

Is it ‘cause I make more money than him?
He be jonesin’, them films ain’t funny to him
Or is it ‘cause I keep the block hot with money in 'em?
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, 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’ outta 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

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

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 rows, he don’t like me?
Or is it my hormones, he don’t like me?
The Gs an' 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
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
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