Nick Cannon Lyrics

White People Party Music (2014)

Looking For A Dream lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Afrojack)

[Chorus:]

Oh oh oh

I must be lookin' for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be lookin' for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be lookin' for a dream

In my head

I must be lookin' for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be lookin' for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be lookin for a dream

In my head

[Verse:]

Pullin' up in a Cadillac

Yea, my old life, mama they can have it back

We tearin' up the club, can you handle that?

With a beat like that from Afrojack

Yea, he the man, battlecat

keep it old school, mama do the cabbage patch

Whap, drop, shake that ass

Then put em on the glass while I throw this cash

[Pre-chorus:]

If you getting money put yo hands up in high ah-ah

It's falling from the ceiling, yea the feelings fly y-y

I see the things and I'm gon get it till it's mine

It's my dream, I'm gon live it up tonight

[Chorus:]

Oh oh oh

I must be looking for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be looking for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be looking for a dream

In my head

I must be looking for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be looking for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be looking for dream

In my head

[Verse:]

My life is so amazing

All this money, all these ladies

Long as I got my baby

I say long as I got my baby

Baby, baby

[Pre-chorus:]

If you getting money put yo hands up high ah-ah

It's falling from the ceiling, yea the feelings fly y-y

I see the things and I'm gon get it till it's mine

It's my dream, I'm gon live it up tonight

[Chorus:]

Oh oh oh

I must be lookin for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be lookin for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be lookin for a dream

In my head

I must be lookin for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be lookin for a dream

Oh oh oh

I must be lookin for a dream

In my head

Unbelievable lyrics - Nick Cannon

You remember when you loved it, loved it

You remember them 90's song

Remember when you jocked it, jocked it

All night, all night on the phone

Remember talking, talking till they cut my minutes off

You remember when you stalked it

Wait a minute baby I got that wrong

I remember you had me sprung, you remember us walking home

Remember your daddy walking out was tryna kick it

But you got to dippin when the street lights came on

Remember playing hide and go get it

I remember you eskimo kisses

You remember your mommas Honda, the first place that you let me hit it

Smokin on that, smokin on that oh wee

Rollin in my ole school hooptie

Hopin the chance to make you move your booty, your booty, your booty

This is my song for real no doubt, said the DJ's making me feel thugged out

Women on to the dance floor...

Remember Sega Genesis, remember Mary's Reminisce

Remember Tommy Hilfiger, Polo on my tennis shoes

Remember R. Kelly when he was with Public Announcement

Remember that first time that you heard a remix

Remember Honey Love, remember Bump N Grind

Remember 12 Play but we only made it till nine

You remember curfews, remember you was scared to move

I remember that first time, first time I didn't wanna hurt you

Smokin on that, smokin on that oh wee

Rollin in my ole school hooptie

Hopin the chance to make you move your booty, your booty, your booty

This is my song for real no doubt, said the DJ's making me feel thugged out

Women on to the dance floor...

Remember high school but I was only five two

I remember when you use to have a crush on all them older fly dudes

Remember your best friend, yea I liked her too

Remember French class, merci ver coo

Remember trapper keepers, remember pencil fight

Remember [?] pop rock and tyre nights

Remember summer time, remember corn rows

Remember you said you'd hold me down even though I was a gigolo

Smokin on that, smokin on that oh wee

Rollin in my ole school hooptie

Hopin the chance to make you move your booty, your booty, your booty

This is my song for real no doubt, said the DJ's making me feel thugged out

Women on to the dance floor...

America lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Pitbull)

[Pitbull:]

I love her, you know her like I know her

So powerful, so beautiful, it's crazy to think

The things that she'll do to you

She'll change your life

She'll give you the freedom to be what you want

She's doing nice, she's the only one

[Nick Cannon:]

I climbed on the bar to see her

Everybody in the world wants to meet her

I drive thousands of miles just to take a picture

So beautiful and magical I dripped and bust since I was a little boy

So I need to find her, she is a special girl

Nothing is like her, I search for her around the world

I wanna make her mine, think of her all the time

She'll never leave me, she'll never leave me

Her name is America, she is my lady

I swear to protect her, oh so amazing

Her name is America, she is my baby

I promised to love her, more than God above us

She is America, and I want her

She is America, and I love her

[Pitbull:]

Oho, America, America, ooh, that girl

Oho, America, America, ooh that girl

[Nick Cannon:]

Fight to people

Battling, they want her, they try to steal her

Pick my armor up and put my spears down

She's my number one, the only one I wanna stay by her side

So I need to find her, she is a special girl

Nothing is like her, I search for her around the world

I wanna make her mine, think of her all the time

She'll never leave me, she'll never leave me

Her name is America, she is my lady

I swear to protect her, oh so amazing

Her name is America, she is my baby

I promised to love her, more than God above us

She is America, and I want her

She is America, and I love her

[Pitbull:]

America baby, hold on baby

Wassup baby, go ahead baby

Maybe we can jump off in the car

Drop the top and look at the 50 stars

Dressed with skin tight, red, white, blue

Her heels like ooh, and I was like ooh

Baby go and lie, maybe later on we can hit my spot, right

She know Trina and her girlfriend Gina

Going back and forth like they was Serena

On Monday I'm seeing Erica, but God bless America

[Nick Cannon:]

Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, to the dawn's early light, light

Mami in the club, full of stars, we got stripes

Walk it out in the sound, tryna get them civil rights

It's Mister Worldwide and your man Nick Cannon

We salute her all night

Her name is America, she is my lady

I swear to protect her, oh so amazing

Her name is America, she is my baby

I promised to love her, more than God above us

She is America, and I want her

She is America, and I love her

Pajama Pants lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Future & Migos)

[Future:]

I'm fresh to death, I need an ambulance

I like a bad Puerto Rican on a handstand

Never talk 'bout what she be wearing off in the club

I'm talking bout what that bitch be wearing off in my room

[Hook:]

In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants

Get it popping in them pajama pants

In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants

Get it popping in them pajama pants

[Nick Cannon:]

Tell the white girls to pop it, tell the black girls to drop it

Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, do it again, don't stop it

Don't want to see you in no skirt

Don't want to see you in no bra

Got some hoes and some hoes and some hoes in this house

She came in the club with her friends, so now I'm fucking her friends

You know how we go with them hating ass hoes (Yo it's Nick Cannon and Migos!)

But don't believe the rumors, fuck college girls and cougars

They creeping in my room tryna cut like Freddy Krueger

Them strippers I salute you, church girls, hallelujah

Even got your grandmamma twerk-twerking out her bloomers

Them strippers I salute you, church girls, hallelujah

Even got your grandmamma twerk-twerking out her bloomers

[Future:]

I'm fresh to death, I need an ambulance

I like a bad Puerto Rican on a handstand

Never top out when she be wearing off in the club

I'm talking bout what that bitch be wearing off in my room

[Hook:]

In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants

Get it popping in them pajama pants

In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants

Get it popping in them pajama pants

[Takeoff:]

She pop lock and drop it, and shawty Korean

She twerk it, she roll it, her body like Shakira

Migos, Nick Cannon, we wyling out

Lil mama she bad, she standing out

Trap out the bando, I'm hiding out

She twerking it, making that money for certain

She hit the bedroom and she squirting

[?] lord have mercy

Then I pull up in the Fisker, but never tell her that I miss her

[Quavo:]

She can pop it in pajamas, take her to the Bahamas

She can smoke up all my reefer, she be introduced to my mama

Like a pizza, delivery to the neighbors

And you can catch me with Nick Cannon, wyling out on vacation

We on our way to the top, Migos party at the top floor

And you can't attend this party 'less you got on pajamas

[Traphik:]

I say, who got the nicest cakes up in they PJs

Could it be them east coast latino mamis twerking in BK

Or, could it be that LA face, with a but from the bay

Either way, put that cake in my face like it's my b-day

She know just what she doing when she doing what she does

I take a couple shots up off her booty till I'm buzzed

Cause, I feel that Henny pumping through my blood

Don't like my bitches skinny, I just like a little budge

So if you got that apple, maybe peach, maybe a plum

My banana's in pajamas so watch out cause here I come

A movie from Nick Cannon cause I beat it like a drum

Got my hands up on her cakes and then I squeeze em till their crumbs

Wake up in the morning, make a sandwich and I'm swazy

You cannot have my babys, I'm so sorry, please don't hate me

She said if I wore my PJs then I thought that you would date me

I said no you had it backwards baby, I was only JP

[Hook:]

In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants

Get it popping in them pajama pants

In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants

Get it popping in them pajama pants

Dance Floor lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Ryan Bowers & Kehlani)

It's incredible

Kells

Let's do it again

Take 'em back

If y'all remember

[Nick Cannon:]

You remember when you loved a nigga?

You remember them 90s songs?

Remember when you jocked a nigga?

Spending all night, all night on the phone

Remember talking, talking

'Till they cut my minutes off?

You remember when you stalked a nigga?

Wait a minute maybe I got that wrong

I remember you had me sprung

You remember us walking home?

Remember your daddy walking always tryin' to kick it but you always got to dippin''

When them streetlights came on

Remember playin hide 'n' go get it?

I remember your eskimo kisses

You remember your mommas Honda?

First place that you let me hit it

[Ryan Bowers:]

Smoking on that

Oooo weee...

Rolling in my old school hoopty

Bumping them jams that make you move your booty

Your booty

Your booty (Turn up!)

[Kehlani:]

This is my song for real

DJ's playin them songs that make me feel

Thugged out

We got bitches on the dance floor

Bitches on the dance floor

Bitches on the dance floor (Turn up!)

This is my song for real, for real, for real

[Nick Cannon:]

Remember Sega Genesis?

Remember Mary's reminisce?

Remember Tommy Hilfiger

Polo on my tennis shit

Remember R. Kelly when he was wit'

Public Announcement

Remember that first time

That you heard a remix?

Remember Honey Love?

Remember Bump And Grind?

Remember 12 play but we only made it 'till 9?

You remember curfew?

Remember you were scared to move?

I remember that first time that I stuck it in didn't wanna hurt you?

[Ryan Bowers:]

Smoking on that

Oooo weee...

Rolling in my old school hoopty

Bumping them jams that make you move your booty

Your booty

Your booty (Turn up!)

[Kehlani:]

This is my song for real

DJ's playin them songs that make me feel

Thugged out

We got bitches on the dance floor

Bitches on the dance floor

Bitches on the dance floor (Turn up!)

This is my song for real, for real, for real

[Nick Cannon:]

Remember I was only 5"2?

Remember high school?

Remember I was only 5"2?

Remember you used to have a crush on all them older fly dudes?

I remember your best friend

Yeah I liked her too

Remember French Class?

Merci beacoup?

Remember trapped keeper?

Remember pencil fighting? (Bang!)

Remember Now & Laters?

Pop Rocks?

Italian Ices?

Remember summer time?

Remember my cornrows?

Remember you said you'd hold me down even if I was a gigolo?

[Ryan Bowers:]

Smoking on that

Oooo weee...

Rolling in my old school hoopty

Bumping them jams that make you move your booty

Your booty

Your booty (Turn up!)

[Kehlani:]

This is my song for real

DJ's playin them songs that make me feel

Thugged out

We got bitches on the dance floor

Bitches on the dance floor

Bitches on the dance floor (Turn up!)

This is my song for real, for real, for real

OJ lyrics - Nick Cannon

You can run as fast as you can

But you're never gonna catch me

You can run as fast as you can

But I've always been [?]

You can run as fast as you can

You can see but cannot touch me

You can run as fast as you can

Now OJ Simpson

We running around juking them

We running through the hole and juking them

I keep it organic, I'm juicing these

More head than a Yamaka Jewish

Take off in the Coupe with no roof in this

My crew is too live like [?]

We cutting like 9's, get sued [?]

We're killing the club, OJ Simpson

You can run as fast as you can

But you're never gonna catch me

You can run as fast as you can

But I've always been [?]

You can run as fast as you can

You can see but cannot touch me

You can run as fast as you can

Now OJ Simpson

[Polow da Don:]

The liquor, is poured

You blocking, we scored

While you at home, we [?]

And while you [?]

You can run as fast as you can

But you're never gonna catch me

You can run as fast as you can

But I've always been [?]

You can run as fast as you can

You can see but cannot touch me

You can run as fast as you can

Now OJ Simpson

[Nick:] Connor [?] is out of the building and it's so much love here at the White People Party Music Festival! We're singing along - I just met this guy right here and he.. rocks bro! How you doing man?!

[Lucas:] Hey, how you guys doing?

[Nick:] Hey, this guy is so cool man, his name is Lucas and he's just awesome man. You're my new best bud - You can count on me! You need anything, you can count on me!... awesome

Phuckin' Awesome lyrics - Nick Cannon

That's my weird friend Frank right there

My black friend Eddie yea he lives upstairs

His girlfriend Gurt she's twerking on the chair

Friends are a virtue I got em all here

Got a gay friend who lives in Rusida

Last name Jenkins first name Peta

Think that's ironic no me neither

But his t-shirt says I love divas

Friend [?] smoke alot of chiba

Politically correct yea cronic [?]

Then there's Evalisa believes she a diva

These are my friends and I'll never ever leave em

I need em

Dude you're me bro oh, no matter where you go

I'm right here if you need me, if you need me

If you need me, oh I'm right here

He's cool and she's cool

Cool with everybody in the party

Cause we're phuckin awesome

We're phuckin awesome

Oh we're phuckin awesome

Yea, yea, yea, yea

We're phuckin awesome

[x2]

Fucking awesome, awesome...

Young cats wanna act low pro

Hit em with new shots a patron

[?] wanna bang your moms

She's a milf but you're still my bro

It's no problem if she follows

[?] cocaine leave us home alone

Dude how rad I could be your step dad

Slumber parties every night

That's so kick ass

Dude you're me bro oh, no matter where you go

I'm right here if you need me, if you need me

If you need me, oh I'm right here

He's cool and she's cool

Cool with everybody in the party

Cause we're phuckin awesome

We're phuckin awesome

Oh we're phuckin awesome

Yea, yea, yea, yea

We're phuckin awesome

[x2]

Fucking awesome, awesome...

Dude you are the coolest

You're the coolest

Dude you're so cool that I wouldn't even fuck your sister

I want to but I wouldn't

Just give, just give me a hug dude

I phuckin love you dude

Nick Cannon rules, we're the phuckin awesome

He's cool and she's cool

Cool with everybody in the party

Cause we're phuckin awesome

We're phuckin awesome

Oh we're phuckin awesome

Yea, yea, yea, yea

We're phuckin awesome

[x2]

Fucking awesome, awesome...

Birthday Interlude lyrics - Nick Cannon

White People Party Music

Oh my god this is so much fun, I never wanna go home

Turn up

(Surprise) Open ya eyes, it's the Cannon

All year long, I been party planning

In the lab, cookin' up, cleaning, spickin' and spanning

We sending out invites, addressing the haters

Come and get it serve em' up like some waiters

It's gone be a magic show like Shaq before the Lakers

Mr. Entertainment, cake got the bakers its a rap

I'm gifted enjoy the celebration

Open em' up for all these toys, takers

Callin' my boys to bring the noise makers

And girls, I need you to come cute

No costumes, just your birthday suit

Everybody drink like its your birthday, everybody smoke like its your birthday

Wave your hand like its your birthday, drop two grand like its your birthday

Hey we gon' celebrate, strike a pose and just let 'em hate

Are you an aries, are you a taurus, are you a gemini

Are you a cancer, are you a leo, are you a virgo, sagittarius (let go)

Are you a libra, are you a scorpion, are you a capricorn, you aquarius, are you a pisces

Whats your birthday, its your birthday, make noise

Fuck Your Birthday lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. DJ Class and Fatman Scoop)

DJ it's my birthday, my motherfucking birthday

Now won't you play some shit to make the girls go wild

Yeah if you looking sexy and if you came to party

Then let me see you lose it when the beat drop right now

(Go!...), fuck your birthday

[Hook:]

Tonight I'm gone be dancing, tonight I'm gone be drinking

Tonight I'm gone be flirting, cause fuck your birthday

I'm not asking permission, I only ask forgiveness

[?] live life so [?] fuck your birthday

Fuck your birthday [x4]

I don't give a fuck, Imma play what I want

I don't give a fuck, I'm tryna get drunk

I don't give a fuck, Imma play what I want

And I don't really care if you was born this month

Fuck your birthday, shake your ass

Fuck your birthday, take this glass

Fuck your birthday shake your ass

What them hoes screaming class?

DJ it's my birthday, my motherfucking birthday

Don't judge me if I get some random booty right now

Yeah if you looking sexy, and if you came to party

Then let me see you lose it when the beat drop right now

(Go!...), fuck your birthday

[Hook]

It's my birthday, it's it's my birthday

Fuck your birthday, oh fuck your birthday

[x2]

[Hook]

Fuck your birthday [x8]

Stadium lyrics - Nick Cannon

Celebratin', gettin' nasty

Paper like an athlete

I make it rain, m-make it rain if you ask me

Do it big, stadium

Stadium, stadium, stadium

Ole, ole, ole, ole

Wave at them haters

Now just wave at them haters

We gon' wave at them haters

Yeah just wave at them haters

Do it big, stadium

Stadium, stadium, stadium

Do it big or not at all

Like Spalding I was made to ball

These hundred dollar bills was made to fall

The window to the wall

Mama can you handle this

I run game like an analyst

I'm on my touchdown dance ish

I pop champagne like I won the championship

Celebratin', gettin' nasty

Paper like an athlete

I make it rain, m-make it rain if you ask me

Do it big, stadium

Stadium, stadium, stadium

Ole, ole, ole, ole

Stadium, stadium

Ole, ole, ole, ole

Stadium, stadium

Wave at them haters

Now just wave at them haters

We gon' wave at them haters

Yeah just wave at them haters

Do it big, stadium

Stadium, stadium, stadium

Celebratin', gettin' nasty

Paper like an athlete

I make it rain, m-make it rain if you ask me

Do it big, stadium

That's why they hatin' him

Cause I feel them ladies up

In the palladium

Lil' mama can you handle this?

I run game like an analyst

I'm on my touchdown dance ish

I pop champagne like I won the championship

Celebratin', gettin' nasty

Paper like an athlete

I make it rain, m-make it rain if you ask me

Do it big, stadium

Stadium, stadium, stadium

Stadium, stadium

St-st-stadium, stadium

London, Montego

Brazil and Ibiza

Morocco, Miami

Japan and Korea

Do it big, stadium

Stadium, stadium, stadium

Pete's Rap lyrics - Nick Cannon

[Pete:]

Man, I have some hidden talents, Nick. I have bars for days

[Nick Cannon:]

What are you talking about?

[Pete:]

I rap, man. I just don't tell anybody

[Nick Cannon:]

What do you mean?

[Pete:]

I'm, uh, I'm pretty good. I have songs

[Nick Cannon:]

Really?

[Pete:]

Yeah

[Nick Cannon:]

Like what's a title of one?

[Pete:]

Um, I [beep] all [beep] everybody. I talk about [beep] all girls, ugly ones. Because they're there. And someone needs to [beep] them. You know what I'm saying?

Oh yeah and one of them is, the chorus is:

I'm [beep] everybody

While she rock Kmart Obugari

I'm [beep] everybody

Uh, that's one of the things, and the verse is:

I'm [beep] these [beep] around the world

You turn your back and I take your girl

My [beep] goes so far down her [beep]

That I guarantee that she goin' hurl

Okay [beep] now clean it up

You know me I don't give a [beep]

Get lost girl I'm not a squirrel

I won't chase you if you take my nuts

That's one of them, and then, uh - you know what I'm saying? I can rap, man. I just don't - you know - I know my lane. That's all

Me Sexy lyrics - Nick Cannon

This joint right here

Is only for the sexy people

So all you fly motherfuckers

Get out there and dance!

Dance I said!

I don't care if you're black, white, Asian

Even my Spanish people like

Ay my sexy tonight!

[Hook:]

Me sexy, me sexy, oh yeah

Me sexy, me sexy, oh yeah, yeah

Me sexy, me sexy, oh yeah

Me sexy, me sexy, oh yeah, yeah

(Fuck what them haters say!)

Me sexy, oh yeah, oh yeah

(Fuck what them haters say!)

Hola nena!

Como te llamas?

Te acaba de ver

El la discoteca

Te miras bien buena

Tienes un buen trasero

Eso es lo que me encanta!

Aqui no hay nadie como tu

En la discoteca!

Si haces todo lo que te digo

Yo tengo dinero

Tengo una mansion

Y tengo carros

Tengo todo lo que una chica desea tener

Te sientes sexy?

If you believe in love

Then you fulfill your fantasy!

So tonight I want the world to see me come

Me sexy (te ves bien buena)

Me sexy (oh yeah)

Me sexy (te ves bien buena)

Me sexy (oh yeah)

Me sexy (te ves bien buena)

Me sexy (oh yeah)

What them haters say?

[Hook]

S.E.X.Y. we don't need no alibi

We're sexy, yeah, yeah, we're sexy!

S.E.X.Y. we don't need no alibi

We're sexy, yeah, yeah, we're sexy!

Everybody in the

Everybody in the place, let me see your

Everybody in the place, let me see your sexy face

Magnum, magnum

Blue steel, magnum!

Blue steel! [x2]

If you believe in love

Then you fulfill your fantasy!

So tonight I want the world to see me come

Me sexy (te ves bien buena)

Me sexy (oh yeah)

Me sexy (te ves bien buena)

Me sexy (oh yeah)

Me sexy (te ves bien buena)

Me sexy (oh yeah)

What them haters say?

[Hook]

I got some sexy ass friends

With some sexy ass money

We throwing sexy ass 20s

Spending sexy ass 100s

Got a sexy ass smile

With some sexy ass features

Got some sexy ass pupils

With some sexy ass teachers!

We're some sexy ass friends

With some sexy ass toes

We got some sexy ass abs

Throw them sexy ass bows!

Get your sexy, sexy ass

Out them sexy ass clothes

And tell the DJ spin it back

And play this sexy ass song!

White Lady lyrics - Nick Cannon

Go whitegirl, go whitegirl [x5]

[Chorus:]

So won't you shake it like a white lady, white lady

No no don't fake it do it right lady, right lady

I see you dancing like a white lady, white lady

Don't be ashamed cause your white lady, white lady

Oh no no no

When I first see her move, I couldn't tell what she was doing

It looked like her body was in a state of confusion

She staring bumpin and humpin

You might have thought she gon crazy

I said somebody help me and come and get this old lady

[Chorus]

I don't know how to say this girl

But this is my party girl and it's my world

And you don't got no riddim pretending to get offended, girl

Don't get mad this dance is simple, girl

From the right to the left now the middle, girl

Now rock don't stop till you get it, girl

Hold on wait, are you dancing to the words

What beat are you on, one step at a time, lets go

Cause I don't wanna lose your love

And when it comes to the drum I wanna use your love

Cause your two left shoes got me doing supm

And that white girl groove got you acting up

And get you back into it now relax your muscle

A white woman got swag, just ask Russell

We having moves like that since doing the hustle

She just said woiii, now she she making me touch her

Up goes the shirt now she's girls gone wild

Thanks to Barrack she thinks I'm hot now

Doing your dance, do your dance

Do it right, right, right

It don't matter, it don't matter if your white, white, white

Doing your dance, do your dance

Do it right, right, right

Here's your chance, here's your chance tonight

[Chorus]

I see you rock your hips now pop your shoulder right

Keep it comin with the white woman over there [x2]

[Chorus]

Come on just shake it like a white lady, white lady [x10]

Feel The Music lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Colette Carr)

[Colette Carr:]

Feel the music

It's a fucking party

Feel the music

Move your body body

Feel the music

It's a fucking party

Feel the music

Move your body body body yeah

[Nick Cannon:]

When the freaks come out to party rock the night away

If you came to move your body let me hear you say

Oh la la (oh la la) oh la la (oh la la hey)

Lets get it cracking tonight

[Colette Carr:]

Feel the music

It's a fucking party

Feel the music

Move your body body

Feel the music

It's a fucking party

Feel the music

Move your body body body yeah

[Nick Cannon:]

T-t-t-two, four, six, eight

H-h-h-haters can't appreciate

A-ain't nothin but a party

Party with a bunch of bodies

B-b-bodies on the dance floor

Flow is going ham so

Throw your hands th-th-throw your hands

Th-th-throw your hands in the air

When the freaks come out to party rock the night away

If you came to move your body let me hear you say

Oh la la (oh la la) oh la la (oh la la hey)

Lets get it cracking tonight

[Colette Carr:]

Feel the music

It's a fucking party

Feel the music

Move your body body

Feel the music

It's a fucking party

Feel the music

Move your body body body yeah

[Nick Cannon:]

When the freaks come out to party rock the

Came to move your body let me

La la (oh la la) oh la la (oh la la ey)

Lets get it cracking tonight

[Colette Carr:]

Feel the music

It's a fucking party

Feel the music

Move your body body

Feel the music

It's a fucking party

Feel the music

Move your body body body yeah

[x2]

Fuck Nick Cannon lyrics - Nick Cannon

[Hook:]

When I pull up to the club they like (Fuck Nick Cannon)

When I hop out the Lambo they go (Fuck Nick Cannon)

They just mad cause they bitches wanna (Fuck Nick Cannon)

Wanna (Fuck Nick Cannon)

When I pull up to the club they like (Fuck Nick Cannon)

When I hop out the Lambo they go (Fuck Nick Cannon)

They just mad cause they bitches wanna (Fuck Nick Cannon)

Wanna (Fuck Nick Cannon)

[?] to the FCC

Middle fingers up like f-u see me

I'm playing H.A.M, Lakers setting niggas (free, free, free)

Why you all up on my my Ying Yang (all skeet, skeet, skeet)

My dick game like Big Kane

Daddy, that my nickname

Millionaire named Nick mane

And that's just all my [?]

Don't talk about my chick mane

Her paper so, insane

She bought a plane, that's 6 days

But she put that shit in Nick's name

Hater's is commenting

I'mma be laughing at ya

On my day shit, hells yea

Nigga I'm in Africa

I'm rich bitch

Abracadabra

Two bad bitches and I got 'em in my automatic

[Hook]

When I walk up in the club it's like lights, camera, action

Diamonds shoes, Thriller

I'm so Michael Jackson

Y'all see the fashion

My car got a [?]

My white Lambo love niggas

Car dashin' (Bla, bla, bla)

Black car flashin'

Nigga tuck yo' cash in

That shit is embarassin'

Like white peoples dancing

My currency's Republican, they hate paying taxes

Fuck it it's just me at war

[?]

Do the math, if you had half of my stash you'd be relaxing

Bitch I'm a problem, improper fractions

Money don't talk unless Bill Gates starts rapping

Nah nigga, nah nigga, ain't gon' happen

[Hook]

Haha

Told y'all

I'm laughing at y'all

I get it

They hate me cause they ain't me

Haha

Yo, haters is help and we don't argue with the help

Honestly

If a hater saw me walking on water

They'd swear I can't swim

Yo, it is what it is

I tell you like this though

Real talk

I understand

Cause I'd be like

Fuck me too

If I wasn't, wasn't me

Hahaha

Famous lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Akon)

[Nick Cannon:]

I feel like I'm famous

You don't need no money

You don't need no talent

You don't need no furs

You don't need no diamonds

You don't need no girls

You don't need no cars

When the beat drop show em you a superstar

[Chorus:]

Bounce, bounce, like you famous

Jump, jump, like you famous

Shake, shake, like you famous

Dance, dance, like you famous

Drink, drink, like you famous

Fuck, fuck, like you famous

Pose, pose, like you famous

Hold up, bitch I'm famous

[Akon:]

Just looking at you, I can see a star

Gotta tell you girl I'm impressed 'bout how you are

Everything is lining up perfect with no flaw

The only thing you need is someone like me involved

To break you all down, I know you've been waiting all day

Just get rid of those clowns and I will show you the way

Stop hanging around, we can paint this town

Until the lights come down on you and make you famous

Ohh, girl, I can make you famous

Best believe I can make you famous

Ohh, girl, I can make you famous

Best believe I can make you famous

Ohh, girl, I can make you famous

Best believe I can make you famous

Ohh, girl, I can make you famous

Bitch, I'm famous

I feel like I'm famous

(I'm freaking freaking famous!)

I feel like I'm famous

(I'm freaking freaking famous!)

Lights, stars, money, cars

When this beat drop let them know who you are

[Chorus]

[Nick Cannon:]

(I feel like I'm famous)

When I'm broke in a ma'fucka drove to the club

In an ugly old school V-dub bucket

(I feel like I'm famous)

I don't give a fuck, I'm buying out the bar

That seventeen, thirty eight Remy Mar'

Party hard, I'mma call three broads

In my Adidas

No Louis Vuitton dawg, these knock-offs

I'm tryin' to get my papers like Peter Popoff

Late night BET need a bear cloth

Save my money like four grandmas

Sex tapes like I'm wrestling [?]

Smoke weed, doing shots, it ain't my fault, so

[Chorus]

I feel like I'm famous

(That seventeen, thirty eight got me going)

I feel like I'm famous

(That seventeen, thirty eight got me going)

Nick Cannon other songs:

Alone lyrics - Nick Cannon

I had it all but I let it slip away

Ooh, ah, yeah

Now I wander around

Feeling down and cold

I don't wanna be here

I don't wanna be here alone

First off, I'ma say I ain't got nothing but love for ya (got nothing but love)

I'ma stay away, I ain't tryna fuck it up for ya

I'ma keep my distance, stay in my lane

'Cause I know you got a man, it's a little too late

She left me alone, alone, alone now

'Cause imagine a bone, bone, bone now

Got me singing sad songs, songs, songs, songs, like

I don't wanna be here alone

I been trying to keep my distance, keep my distance

I been lying, I say I'm cool when I know I miss it

I trade it all for the case if I could have you back

If I could go back to where we started at

I know you got a new man, so I stay away, not get in the way

I stay alone, try to play it safe, but these memories, I cannot erase

But every time I need some love, I can't find it

This is a subtle reminder that I'm still undecided

First off, I'ma say I ain't got nothing but love for ya

Got nothing but love, I'ma stay away, I ain't tryna fuck it up for ya

I'ma keep my distance, stay in my lane

'Cause I know you got a man, it's a little too late

She left me alone, alone, alone now

'Cause imagine a bone, bone, bone now

Got me singing sad songs, songs, songs, songs, like

I don't wanna be here alone

As much as I want you back

It's probably better where you at

Probably better where you at

'Cause I'm still running the streets

I'm still all in the sheets

Having babies, models, and singers, and actresses

Saying they pregnant by me

Have to pay ten thousand dollars a week

I take care of my peeps

Now you don't worry about when I creep

You got a man next to you when you sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep

And I don't wanna be the one that make you doing what you do

All the same shit

I'll be the first to say that I ain't shit

You can stay with me

First off, I'ma say I ain't got nothing but love for ya (got nothing but love)

I'ma stay away, I ain't tryna fuck it up for ya

I'ma keep my distance, stay in my lane

'Cause I know you got a man, it's a little too late

She left me alone, alone, alone now

'Cause imagine a bone, bone, bone now

Got me singing sad songs, songs, songs, songs, like

I don't wanna be here alone

Shit

Sometimes I just be laying out late at night

Thinking like, how'd I get here?

Just one of them things

Where you just feel like you fucked up and I can't stop crying, 'cause

I don't wanna be here alone

Big Clouds lyrics - Nick Cannon

Why you going upward huh?

Unh

Watching all these people fall, watching all these people change

For money and them strange things

I been really out the way, they tryna talk I'm not today

She be tryna conversate, I tell her that shit complicated

Oh lord, this shit is crazy, they been lying lately

Yeah lord, they kill our babies I been crying lately

How the fuck they say I'm racist when we dying daily

Pain coming, feel it in the air, I smell that rain come

Say they love me then they switch and try

To strip my name from me, my people with me

I done took some losses, some I can't remember

They hated on me, that nigga lost me I can't fake with him

No, no-no-no

Watching all these people fall, watching all these people change

For money and them strange things

My people tryna find a way

They want truth, got time today

Ain't feeling like I use to ooh, I been hurting, I been oh so through

Everybody smokin' now, I'm tryna what that about

I tell 'em cut that capping out

I got big clouds all over my head

Big clouds and they raining on me

They say one day it's gon' change

I say I'm waiting on it

I wear this crown like a king

They can't take it from me

No, no-no-no

Watching all these people fall, watching all these people change

For money and them strange things

My people tryna find a way

They want truth, got time today

I got big clouds all over my head

Big clouds and they raining on me

Just wanna help my people make it

No wonder why these people hate me

Strange fruit up in these trees

Can't dap 'em, we just leave 'em hanging

I got big clouds all over my head

Big clouds and they raining on me

Just wanna help my people make it

No wonder why these people hate me

Strange fruit up in these trees

Can't dap 'em, we just leave 'em hanging

We gon' smoke

We gon' smoke (Strange fruit up in these trees, can't dap 'em, we just leave 'em hanging)

Smoke (We gon' smoke)

We gon' smoke

I got big clouds all over my head

Big clouds and they raining on me

I just wanna help my people

The big, big clouds

We gon' smoke (We gon' smoke)

We gon smoke (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

We gon' smoke (I'm tryna smoke with you)

We gon' smoke (Oh, oh, oh)

We gon' smoke (I wanna smoke)

We gon' smoke (Ooh)

We gon' smoke (What we gon' do?, what we gon' do?)

We gon' smoke (I wanna smoke, smoke, smoke with you)

Canceled: Invitation (Eminem Diss) lyrics - Nick Cannon

Think about it, punk motherfucker

You've been disrespecting our queens for years

Matter fact, why don't you tell 'em how you really feel, Marshall

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)

Had to put my motherfucking turban on

Outside your motherfuckin' suburban home

Protestin' with AKs and guns

Our queens don't need your racism

You're the KKK of this generation

Okay-kay-kay, did I take it too far?

He's a rap star, run nigga run

Standing my ground, fruit of Islam

I don't give a fuck if his ass was young

Can't let that slide, that's on my son

God damn right, yeah, I'm on one

'Cause ain't no age for white rage

Succinctly in your DNA

I seen you at the VMAs

All them niggas that was with you, you treated 'em like indentured slaves

Read the Isis paper, you racist, I see why you hate us

Pretend you love us but you really jealous, wanna be brothers

Christopher Columbus, hip-hop wish you discovered

Now I'ma slay you for my sisters, cousins, daughters and mothers

(Em, what'd you said about the original woman?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)

This for Rosa and Coretta, Assata and Loretta

Betty, Roseta, Angela, Mahalia

Dr. Bethune, Sojourner, she the truth

I do it for the culture, the new Oprah in the booth

Lord Jamar told your ass you was a guest in our house

I'm tryna find out who the fuck let this pest in our house

Close the door, apology tour, for sure they gon' say I'm race baiting

But I had to lure 'em with the hate just to keep [?]

Read the Isis paper, you racist, I see why you hate us

Pretend you love us but you really jealous, wanna be brothers

Christopher Columbus, hip-hop wish you discovered

Now I'ma slay you for my sisters, cousins, daughters and mothers

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)

Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)

You heard him, that's how you feel about us

You just gon' keep letting that ride?

Oh yeah the hop and bop and all House negros that keep defendin' this motherfucker

Holla at me, I got some books you should read

Oh, and Marshall, I tried to give you an invitation

Now that invitation cancelled

Divorce Papers (Freestyle) lyrics - Nick Cannon

Uhh, guess I got to talk about it

Yea, alright

Divorce papers, my lawyer said "don't say shit"

Goldman gon' be mad, Nina gon' be heated

They havin' private meetings saying "Nick is going crazy"

He out here wearing turbans, next he tryna battle Jay Z

Haters in my comments sayin' "Eminem the greatest"

Shit, I agree - where he at, doe?

I'm a fan yo, but first and foremost

I'm a man though, that 2010 bullshit

Nigga been let that go, Stan flow

"Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't call

Tea's goin' cold, the writing's on the wall"

But dog, there's certain shit I can't stand for

So all the Stans gotta understand though, damn

Em, right now I could really relate to him

Drug habits, all the pain that he was in

Seein' foul shit when you don't know

Where your baby mama been

Ironically, I felt the same way about a chick named Kim

Since we got a lot in common

Maybe he could recommend some rehab for me

'Member when the fan's was glad for me

Now they wanna bag, talk shit, and dab on me

They don't realize my pop just died, damn, homie

This my real life, I almost died twice myself

But fuck my health, y'all felt I kept this shit held up

Over some motherfucking alimony?

Now who phony?

When y'all need help, y'all call me

When I need help, y'all call TMZ

Y'all believe everything that y'all see

Maaan, even the niggas who can't read

Hate is a disease

And now I'm in the streets tryna make this track the vaccine

My Dad said next time that I need to find a black queen

He don't understand that she was already that

I feel trapped, queen - where Fetty at?

Cause right now, I could really use some rémy

And I don't even drink, but this truth serum's in me

When Drake was Jimmy, mill-i-ons I had twenty

Older women I had plenty, but from the outside

Y'all thought I was just silly

I first tried to holla when Usher was with Chilli

We could've made a killin'!

If Kanye feel like Pablo, I feel like Ike

Turn up? I just might

When the world hate you because of what she sing about

I should've listened to y'all tips - bring 'em out

What happened to the rings? Did she fling 'em out?

Do she trip when she see me with a new 'ting around?

We single now, but we really need to think about

Is how a child deals, how a child feels

Because we got two and they brilliant for real

Resilient for real

My daughter said "Daddy why yo' eyes in tears?"

"Because the last time I dropped you and your brother off

I didn't get a call next day and it felt like years

And I'ma be honest sometimes I hate to hear

Y'all on the other line havin' fun without me"

I wonder if my son will ever doubt me

Cause what the press write about me

I done lost faith in everybody

What's love? I don't care about it

I just want my kids to be safe, there you got it

Now y'all happy? Hope she happy. Know she happy

Paparazzi snappin', fuck 'em all cause they see my sadness

And just walk it off, I guess I'm the dog

That caused it all, it's what the rags wrote

Y'all never know, cause I'll never talk

If I speak, only spiritual gifts about my dream girl

Was blessed to make miracles with

And I'ma lay it on thick, like that miracle chick

Watt's up, shots out to the southeast Nick

Whether poetry or Wild 'N Out my mouthpiece sick

And I'm about to spit it out, like Steph in the clutch

Been a warrior with mine

You niggas just wasn't steppin' it up

You boys was too cavalier, Kevin Lovin' it up

And now I can't see my kids cause the government suck

Republicans cheer when the black families split up

Before? "No child support,"black daddy good luck!"

Roc' shaking me awake, like "Daddy get up!

Are you woke? Are you woke?

Are you broke? Are you broke?

I don't know, either way, Daddy we gotta go!"

It's been over two years and I'm the one that's been waitin'

It's fucked up that the time that you spend with your own kids

Is called "visitation"

Man, fuck it let's sign these papers

[throws headphones]

Hey Nick lyrics - Nick Cannon

(Nick Cannon Show Theme Song)

Hey Nick, hey Nick

(Friends and family smiling everyday)

Hey Nick, hey Nick

Hey Nick

No more stressing, no more sad songs

Count your blessings even when you're feeling low

You've got to turn around and turn on your favorite show

'Cause we 'bout to tire now making everybody go, hey Nick

Where all my ladies? (Hey)

Where all my players? (Ooh)

Friends and family smiling everyday

And everybody say, hey Nick

Where all my ladies? (Hey)

Players, do you feel me? (Ooh)

With the family smiling everyday

And everybody say, hey Nick

Hey Nick, hey Nick

Everybody say, hey Nick

I Can't Breathe... Again lyrics - Nick Cannon

I can't breathe… Again!

Gaht Damn! I can't breathe!

Our voices haves been quarantined Covid 19-60s to 1619

Jamestown choked me, sold me

Shackles hold me tightly, by my neck

And I can't breathe… Again

2020 ain't no fucking vision

On your Tell-Lie-Vision

Of why I'm living as a prejudged Villain!

CNN, FOX news commentating and debating

While I can't fucking breathe… Again!

How many times do I have to say this!

I'm taking the gloves off

Because Racism is the main deadliness that's contagious!

I just got diagnosed and received a degree in criminology

But fuck your education

I don't want to learn shit from a nation that's racist

Definition of Policing

Overseeing property

I can't understand how the white man never understood

How to handle the Hue man properly

The honorable Elijah Muhammad and the Noble Drew Ali spoke

Constantly, consciously and cautiously

About this ungodly prophecy

And you still worried about your profits see!

Amazon Deliveries, Hand outs! Hands up don't shoot

But now you're knees on my neck

Stopping me, from occupying oxygen

That God obviously brought for me

For I am his offspring

His true seed

Muthafucka get off of me!

Please! I can't breathe!

Please somebody call the police on the police!

Cuz I can't breathe ….Again!

And Everything Hurts!

Your words!

Your knees!

Your nerve!

Your white wife who had the nerve

To say she was frightened by black life

While my face is on the fucking curb!

I ain't scared of no fucking virus

This mask is for a riot

I can't breathe

And the media telling me to keep quiet

Suffocating me into silence!

The devils greatest trick

Convincing the world that we were the ones who were violent

Naw they the ones deficient, insufficient comprehension

Of their barbaric existence

Y'all worried about this pandemic

When our grandparents still trying to recover

From when you gave them Syphilis!

Because in our blood

We're scared of the white cells

Attacking our immunity

The system

Defective

Infected

So Who has the disease you or me?

Because I'm at a dis ease, dis advantage, dismantled, disability

Of your white knees killing me

Been on our neck for centuries

Knees or trees

Either way you're still lynching me!

And What did we ever do to you

Except for build and make America Great Initially!

Fuck Again! Because I can't breathe

Potentially, you missing me

Clearly not listening, intentionally

We are a people of peace

But like Pac said I ain't no killer

But your policies are pushin' me further to the ledge-is-lation

Jumping off The edge-u-cation

While your skin heads to damnation

And your Klan-destined rhetoric will forever be evident

Fuck the elite and the top 3 percent I'm heaven sent!

I was born Asiatic

And you made me asthmatic

So fuck your vaccines and masks

You gonna worry about these hands tomorrow

Cuz you can't sanitize the past

You may have took my last breath

But you'll never colonize my Spirit

Standing there watching while I die…

I can't breathe and you still can't hear it!

Pray 4 My City lyrics - Nick Cannon

(from "Chi-Raq" soundtrack)

This is an emergency, this is an emergency

Police sirens, everyday

People dyin', everyday

Mamas cryin', everyday

Fathers tryin', everyday

Tryin' to get my head straight

This the city of Chi-Raq, get your bed made

See death around the corner, boy I dodge him like I owe 'em

I don't talk if I don't know 'em

Niggas plottin' niggas on me

Boy, I lost homies

Some died, some crossed on me

I love the niggas that's down for me

Fuck the ones that sent shots on me, yeah

If the bill's late, they rob you just to get the bills paid

Niggas workin' for a payout

Everyday lookin' for a way out

Get released from jail and try to stay out

Pray to God, see how it play out

But maybe God tryin' to test me

This life that I'm livin' so stressful

In one second I'mma let loose

And everybody in here gonna catch it

Cause right now I can't take it

Lord, when I'm gonna make it?

Cause this Chi-Raq and my city lost

I can't fall victim to Satan

Please pray for my city, hurry up

Please pray for my city

Too much hate in my city

Too many heartaches in my city

But I got faith in my city

This Chi-Raq and I love that

You can't take it away from my city

Some can't relate to my city

They die everyday in my city

Real talk, I lost plenty

But I'm still out here gettin' it

On the block with my brothers

Tryin' to eat cause we all hungry

Walkin' up the wrong block and get ya hit up

That's why I gotta keep somethin' on me

Can't trust none, can't feed him, he ain't done nothin'

I hustle hard for my loved ones

Some wasn't and some was, but I don't judge

Go hard for my city, cause my city got it

They ain't wanna see my city have it

I ain't have it so I went and got it

They talk down on my city but my city matter

Please pray for my city

Too much hate in my city

Too many heartaches in my city

But I got faith in my city

This Chi-Raq and I love that

You can't take it away from my city

Some can't relate to my city

They die everyday in my city, yeah

[x2]

I'm from that city where forties get clapped

This story of fact

Niggas can't shoot so babies get whacked

That's how it is in Chi-Raq

And y'all mad cause I don't call it Chicago

But I don't live in no fuckin' Chicago, boy I live in Chi-Raq

Chi-Raq, Chi-Raq, Chi-Raq

Boy I live in Chi-Raq

Pray For Him lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. The Black Squad)

(Eminem Diss)

Marshall

We still waitin'

Now we gotta pray for him (Haha)

(It's incredible)

[Charlie Clips:]

Lord, forgive us I know that it's kinda wrong

For five brothers this talented to be on one song (Facts)

But that white boy, he is nice (He is)

But he crossed the black man, Lord Jesus Christ (He gotta go)

We gon' pray for him (Uh), and move Hailie out the way when we spray cans

We don't shoot kids and women (Nah), we shootin' amen (Amen)

Look, that double entendre kinda heavily (It was)

Damn, Em', what you like five minutes away from seventy? (Oh man, hah)

Oops, I meant forty-seven (Ah)

Send him to Hell if he bored of Heaven (Bored of Heaven)

Strappin' the dynamite, word to Floyd and Evans (Good times)

I get to gripin' the Glock, he better call a reverend (Raah)

And give Eminem falls and knock him out his Jordan 7's (Woo)

Oh, you got your own sneakers? That's okay (That's wassup)

Well, to let you know, them Wild'n Out out Jordans is on the way (Facts)

Nah, I ain't do this verse for the fame or the clout (Not at all)

I did this verse to say keep my brother name out your mouth (Ah, incredible)

[Hitman Holla:]

I mean at this point it's bullyin', 'cause I know he ain't gon' clap back

So I don't be dealin' with these rap cats

I'm the best and that's that

Put that on everything, get my CashApp

A bunch of red rags and black 'Lacs

Incredible, they catch me with this, I'm goin' federal

I've been a star, your favorite actress wanna get sexual

You've been afraid, Em', this ain't that renegade, Em

Where you ain't purp'd up, you sweeter than lemonade, Em'

Black Squad, you won't link with them

See, you tried to bully P!nk and them

Britney Spears and NSYNC and them

And got the beefin' with Ja Rule with the cops behind you

And every show since '04, you've had to swat behind you

Man, y'all find a all-time great in a small town lake

I hawk 'em down with the K

Don't you got a cash flow? What the fuck you mad for?

Subtract you, add a casket, that's the aftermath, ho, Holla

[Conceited:]

Hi Slim, let's kill it with all the chit-chat

Eminem, but you get the sticks, now that's a Kit Kat (Kat)

So, wait, dammit, you mad that you ain't Cannon

All them pills, you stay crammin' still givin' you brain damage (B-B-Brain damage)

Your guilty conscious told you, you was the man and all

But now you just a circus act, 'cause you stay up on cannonballs (Balls)

You always hide in your trailer, we know you big mad (Mad)

Get your bitch to run in our lap like this is gym class (Woo)

'Cause all my niggas just stand up like Sinbad

Big Mac in the can that get rid of slim fast (Blah)

Instead of stayin' in the booth to get your rhymin' out

It's season 15, here's your invite to Wild'n Out

Ain't no bad-doin', 'cause all of my troops thorough (Thorough)

Ain't got no bitch, Glock Nina, my new girl (off on her)

I'm sick of all my homies keep dyin', might puke Earl (Eugh)

God should've took Em' and just let us keep Juice WRLD

Look, Nick, my brother, you dissed him, that gotta suffer

I told him, "Don't diss you back, let us handle this motherfucker"

Look, I scratched the serial number off of the baby llama

Em' ain't seen a ratchet this dirty since his baby-mama

[Nick Cannon:]

Goddamn, y'all niggas ain't had to do him like that

Shit, we don't do it, we over-do it

You play fucked up games, win fucked up prizes

All this cocaine out here, and you wanna put your nose in my business

Told you, I ain't had to rap on this motherfucker

You know what? I'm not gon' rap

I'ma just do what you did, haha

You used to be in a position to talk to kids and they listen

Now you a politician? You voted for Trump, bitch, admit it (Ha)

They used to call you a menace and that shoe fit you wore (Not no more)

But now you gettin' facelifts like a Instagram-whore (Yoy bitch)

Used to be the king of the world, Ludacris, lucrative lyrics

Now all you do is just growl

Like you got tourettes and the sterics

Maybe it's your mommy issues (Haha)

Maybe your white devilish spirit (You the devil)

He made the original music that your fans used to cherish

Now you're debated, disputed, hated

And viewed in America as a motherfuckin' drug addict (Bitch)

You'll never be a legend (Marshall)

Em', you should really start to stare at who's in the mirror

Look at all the fuckin' botox, bitch, I know you're embarrassed (Hahaha)

Fuck all the tricks and the gimmicks

You like the new white supremacist

Say the same fuckin' sentences

Nigga, you ain't no lyricist

Lam, blam, flam, flam, take Xans and train xans

I bet you never thought the kill shot will come from the cannon, blaow

You used to be a renegade

"Ayy, no one did it, Nick Cannon was gonna start wildin' out on me, wildin' out on me"

(It's incredible)

The Invitation lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Suge Knight, Hitman Holla, Charlie Clips & Prince Eazy)

[Suge Knight:]

(Number will be monitored and recorded)

Check this out, uh, Eminem, whatever your name is, right

You know, I don't never do no talkin', but Nick is family

This is your invitation (Hitmaka, th-there he go)

To prove to everybody else what you're about (Go Grizz)

Winner takes all (Now it's on)

Eminem's a bitch

[Chorus:]

Hundreds everywhere now it's money on the bed

I can say I love it, but it's hard to understand

I just want the real, baby, you can have my last

You know, if you go out, baby, ain't no comin' back

[Nick Cannon:]

Ain't no comin' back, that's a fact, this the invitation

Told Joe to lean back, don't get hit with this retaliation

I fuck with Crack, but the white boy he fuck with crack (Crack)

Pills and smack, shit, and he 'bout to relapse

Call Kim, somebody get Hailie

And that other kid you raisin', that ain't even your baby (Daddy)

Took a page out of Drake book, this might get a Grammy

We goin' back to back 'til you respond on the family

My baby mama killed you off a decade ago

You're still cryin' about it, bitch, now who really the ho?

I called Joe to set you up and you fell for the job

Slim won't show for the video, 'cause he terrified of my squad

I heard your chauffeur got a video of you suckin' a cock

You paid him off, then laid him off, now who really the opp?

Suge called me the new 'Pac, I ain't no killer but don't push me

How the fuck y'all got me battlin' Elvis Pussly? Nigga

[Chorus:]

Hundreds everywhere now it's money on the bed

I can say I love it, but it's hard to understand (Yeah)

I just want the real, baby, you can have my last (Incredible game)

You know, if you go out, baby, ain't no comin' back

[Hitman Holla:]

This gotta be karma 'cause he's shit out of luck

Eminem the perfect name, 'cause this nigga a nut

You used to beef with Nickelodeon Nick

He call Hit, and I come with the mop and get on my custodian shit

Like bada-boom, dotted beam, llama sing

Got spazz, put Eminem in the bag, it's Halloween

This ain't an 8 Mile battle, man, I'll do you awful

My competition in the target, I think it's Marshall

Holla

[Chorus:]

Hundreds everywhere now it's money on the bed

I can say I love it, but it's hard to understand (Facts)

I just want the real, baby, you can have my last (Incredible, I got it)

You know, if you go out, baby, ain't no comin' back

[Charlie Clips & Nick Cannon:]

Come on Nick, that's Marshall, you don't need help

Nigga, you a rider? No safety, fuck a seatbelt

What? Is he out of his mind? I got a Glock

And don't Eminem belong on the side of a .9? That's crazy

Man, you act like Nick hurtin' your dreams

You an M&M, how you mad a star burst on the scene? (Haha, you get that?)

Let me find out you still in that trailer park, this how we do

Run up and shoot the trailer, this the preview

Clips

[Chorus:]

Hundreds everywhere now it's money on the bed

I can say I love it, but it's hard to understand

I just want the real, baby, you can have my last (I am)

You know, if you go out, baby, ain't no comin' back (Eazy)

[Prince Eazy:]

He ain't really for the culture

Fucked his baby mama in a choker (Choker)

Picked her up like a chauffeur (Skrrt)

On that Twitter wall like a poster (Ugh)

On fonem she'll get cracked like cocaine mixed with soda

When I take her soul, if the bitch die, I'ma still eat her, I'm a vulture

Why Mariah name in your mouth?

You forty-seven chasin' clout

"Obsessed" came out in '08 and you just puttin' some out? (Damn)

'Cause Marshall think he a ape, but a white boy with a backpack

I do this shit for my real niggas, not the white boys tryna act black, on God

(Eazy)

[Chorus:]

Hundreds everywhere now it's money on the bed

I can say I love it, but it's hard to understand

I just want the real, baby, you can have my last

You know, if you go out, baby, ain't no comin' back

[Suge Knight:]

It-it-it's time to sick that ol' buster ass, motherfucker

But the shit you gotta realize you run that shit out there, man

And at the end of the day, you got every person in the industry and every person in the streets

Shit, where he gon' go? He just the new Vanilla Ice

'Cause it's a matter of time before he hangin', right?

Eminem's a bitch for bringin' bullshit up that's not true

Say some shit and then when shit get a little hot, everybody wanna fall back

Or they wanna run around with all these police

You know, that ain't part-you're gonna be a rapper

Any time you're a rapper, you shouldn't have a whole bunch of police badges around you

Any time you be a rapper, you're supposed to be able to meet up with motherfuckers and handle your business

But all we gotta do, is get that motherfucker in the ring with you and you're gonna beat the dogshit out of him

That motherfuckin' simple

Nick Cannon is a force in it-itself

And if you have proper time for conversation, y'all got the same energy for doin' stuff for the people

He not scared to do stuff for the people

So if this dude want a real target on his back, that's on him

But don't talk no shit and go and hide

And you know what you call a man who ain't gon' stand up and fight? He's a bitch

We should tell the motherfuckers in Detroit he got twenty-four hours to respond or they need kick his ass out that mothafuckin' city

Hahahahaha, haha

You have sixty seconds remaining

"Nick Cannon" (2003)

Feelin' Freaky lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. B2k)

[Nick Talking]
'Yo put the kids to bed
Yo Shawty..I know you aint scared

[Omarion]
B2k and Nick Cannon..
Trackmasters..the Pied Piper

[Verse One: Nick]
Yo' the freaks come out at night
I'm like Houdini with the magic stick
When you turn out the lights
Shawty grippin' my stomach tighter
When I burn out on the bike
Holla at the young thugs
What we doing tonight
I'm in the O.J. throwback jersey
Dressed to kill,Bridget won't get it
But Vanessa will,Vanessa's real
Shawty got sex appeal
You can hear this beat bangin from the exit still
Pied Piper, we need something for these chicks to dance
So look Mami Im trying to grind
I'm not trying to romance you
I'm just trying to get them pants loose
Lets get private, 2 way text me
T-Mobile sidekick
One-on-One lets talk and neglect the gossip
I'm as real as they come,Baby girl I got this
My wrist all numb, you can watch the watch gliss
We already bubbly we aint gotta pop Cris'

[Chorus: Omarion]
I come through
My style is powder blue
T's and nike shoes
Plus chicks by the deuce (uh huh)
Ain't no tellin what this man might do
'Cause tonight this man aint playing by the rules
So tell me...
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?

[Verse Two: Nick]
We tearin' the club like them boys did in the roxy
Million dollar thug like I'm Ted DiBiase
Crack game on the plain
Probably think its Yahtzee
Wrist on rocky, How you gone stop me
Shawty like, "Papi", Crib like "Ozzy's"
Imma show you how to ball girl just watch me
Imma never quit like Whitney & Bobby
Tell them chicks,either wanna get wit me or rob me
Either way I let them strip me, 'cause this is my hobby
After tonight, Shawty will you miss me? Probably
But now I wanna see you shake your little body
Lookin' for a shawty thats freaky & naughty
'Cause after the party you dont have to call me
'Cause Cannon is the prodigy and I mobs deep
If you rollin wit a playa, Mami c'mon
Cause Imma keep it goin 'til 6 o'clock in the morning
OOOH!

[Chorus: Omarion]
I come through
My style is powder blue
T's and nike shoes
Plus chicks by the deuce (uh huh)
Ain't no tellin what this man might do
'Cause tonight this man aint playing by the rules
So tell me...
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?

[Verse Three: Nick]
We make hits like the mafia (mafia)
After the club hit the lobby, oooh (lobby, ooh)
Girls always say "Nick you so cute,
How you flippin rappin & actin too?"
Well I do, what I can do, what I can do, when I can do it
It aint algebra baby, its pimpin in my fluid
Why them cats saying that Cannon should stick to acting
Kill you in two bars, Daddy its quick to happen
Wont know what caused it, But Nick will get you dancing
You dudes in the closet, you know you think I'm handsome
Yeah, the kid's real attractive
Even pull hella chicks in a thriller jacket
Now, Thriller's back, And Imma make you clap
Oh that spot yall had? Yeah Im taking that
And them chicks yall dreaming about
We cleaning them out,One on the block
Two in the car, three in the house
Now thats a real six pack, daddy even it out
UH!

[Omarion]
Aiiyo..B2k..

[Chorus: Omarion]
I come through
My style is powder blue
T's and nike shoes
Plus chicks by the deuce (uh huh)
Ain't no tellin what this man might do
'Cause tonight this man aint playing by the rules
So tell me...
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky? (uh huh)
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky? (uh huh)

[Omarion]
B2k and Nick Cannon..
Trackmasters..the Pied Piper
[Lil' Fizz]
Excuse me whats ya name?
[Omarion]
B2k and Nick Cannon..
Trackmasters..the Pied Piper
[Lil' Fizz]
Excuse me whats ya name?

[Omarion talking]
Don't say nothing

Gigolo lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. R Kelly)

[Intro - R. Kelly + (Nick Cannon)]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, uh, haha)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Kels!)
(We in the club singing this for money, ha!)

[Chorus - R. Kelly]
I'm a gigolo, spending lot's a dough
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on four's
And how I'm shining, wit the fresh, fresh clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HOES!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Everytime I turn around, I got another show
In the club, hit about three in a row
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (HO!)

[Verse 1 - Nick Cannon]
Shorty I, only got one night in town, tell me baby where you down
Bushes we won't beat around, bushes we just eat 'em now
Feeling yo Masqueno blouse, seven jean, Black and Lebanese
Head to her knees, please if you ever need a bachelor remember me
Just rock to the melody, I got you in bed wit me
I thought you would never leave
You wanna name meLike A-merie
Know the chain freeze wrist be the same degrees
Tryna get lil' mami, in that thang of reese
Only getting in for free, if you came wit me
Cause I'ma grown man, not B2K
If I need a girlfriend, it won't be to-day
No, I'm NOT tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on ducati's, wanna see you drop it shawty
Oh weee, tryna leave the club, wit a groupie

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Nick Cannon]
Ma I'm busy on tour, ma, you busy on the floor
Ma I'm feeling yo heels, them Christian Dior's
I'm like David Beckham, keep a mean shoe game
But like my favorite records, keep spinning new thangs
Let my hair grow, cause I was looking for a change
Shorty call me the Scare Crow, I'm looking for some brain
In "The Wiz", there it go, here it is, where the show
Cause through yo dress, I can see yo drawls
So shorty just shake it, make a round of applause
If you outta Hypnotic, 'nother round at the bar
And when we parking lot pimping, they surrounding the car
No, I'm NOT tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on ducati's, wanna see you drop it shawty
Oh weee, tryna leave the club
Wit a groupie, wit a groupie

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Nick Cannon]
Mami, when we leave the club, leave wit us
You don't need ya car keys, we gon' fair in the bus
And the way you wear ya jeans, is means to cuss
So DAMN!, how you get them on, DAMN! big secrets on her
Throwback chick, hotter than Ms. Vic Damone
This the type of ... I'm on, not picking up the phone
Unless you unblock ya joint, then put on ya coat
Know when to hit, when Nick get in the booth
Come through in something new, wit the invisible roof
Oh the settings on my necklace them invisible too...
When we do what we do, we can't be visible boo
The last thing I need is lawsuits, all I did is call you
Initiated first move, shorty that was all you
I'm NOT tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on ducati's, wanna see you drop it shawty, oh weee

[Chorus]

Whenever You Need Me lyrics - Nick Cannon

[Intro]
Talk to your girl dog she down for you you just got to make sure you down for her

[Verse 1 (Nick Cannon)]
We was doin from day one a feeling that i couldn't escape from seems like a dream i don't wanna await from alot of things
that i can't get away from alot of stress i just wanna erase em you da reason why i'm hard at work you think my job is
chasin baller skirts i ain't got to search baby doll you're first see you got this touch that revolve to earth i know you
sweat when i'm out on tour i was max and maturable and adorable for alot of balls to step from my hotel door couldn't even
recall what i go there for but i was much younger much dumber out of touch so i bring my less on the summer crazy amazingly
you forgave me turn around and say to me

[Chorus (Mary J. Blige)]
Whenever you need me babe just call my name no matter whatever you done you know that i'll be there i'm down for you
whatever you're goin through whenever you need me babe you know that i'll be there

[Verse 2 (Nick Cannon)]
yo every man needs a rider beside her my rider to is clinon was to pick em up off the bottom whatever he need she got em
and vise versa even though his style might hurt her a phone call is a phone call to a fella but to women it falls under the
same umbrella it's trust plus honesty respect gotta jugle em all try not to neglect cuz if something go wrong it be hard to
correct they forgive but never forget no matter how many diamonds you sit on they neck you look at invisible set they be
they be invisible next that's why i hold my home team down no matter how much of this world i'm going around i'm gonna treat
you da right way it always feel good when you say...

[Repeat chorus]

[Verse 3]
now as soon as the media get a hold of the vocal they gonna try figure the motive the reason i wrote who da girl on my arm
at the movie premiere who da one in the drop with the wind in her hair poparatzzi
watch but to see pops don't like me and thats wherever i might be so i need a girl to stand and to understand and stand
next to cannon cuz i got a plan and i ain't tryin put no weight on ya girl but it's hard to have alove affair in front of
the world everytime you move every step you make bein watched possibly videotaped that's why i need a place where i can
escape from and another soul and wich my soul can relate and i probably make a lot of mistakes but i still need to hear
somebody say...

[repeat chorus 3x]

You lyrics - nick cannon

[Nick Cannon]
Yo lets do this for the grown folks

[Chorus]
Broken glass everywhere
We hit the 6 in the mornin like we just dont care
Girl who u rollin to the club with{you}
Girl who u turnin all them bottles with{you}
Girl who u rollin on them dubs with{you}
Girl who u freakin in the tub with{you}
Broken glass everywhere
We hit the 6 in the mornin like we just dont care
Girl who u tryna get smart with{you}
Girl who u rollin them eyes at{you}
Girl who ur girl tryna holla at{you}
Girl who y'all leavin the club with{you}

[Verse 1]
Yo shorty watchu wanna do
A stars up in front of u
All tall lookin wonderful
Carja I gotta few
I gotta few ounce up in Malibu
U would come back the same shade of them things thats around u
All up in the club with thugs like we bad
Addicted to them chicks should be up in rehab
And the ice got em stuck freeze tag
Yo man the myth the Nick Cannon he's bad
But I aint never seen a chick work it out like u
And I aint never seen a chick wear a blouse like u
And I aint never seen a chick wail out like u
The way u pop it drop it mama I think I like u
So come uptown Malibu where the soups hot and blue
I wanna see u move and get a smile outta u

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
All up into woman keep layin next to me
Cannon the kid that make skinny sexy
Sexes hefty and ma's with lefty
Saw a puerto rican mami and she wanna bless me
A chick named Leslie others connected me
He gave her the two-way and she keep on textin me
Im from Texas named Lexas
Shorty only want me cuz she like my necklace
But when Im in town its bed and breakfast
I thought u knew theres a few on my checklist
Girl in the photo-booth with a gold tooth
Danes the truth said her name was Ruth
So I pondered to what she often do
Says she like Proton Boots and Ajam Maju
Respect this dont get it to wreckless
Cuz u could be the next chick on the checklist

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Now Im up in the V.I.P. just thuggin it out
Flashin like a star u know shinin her mouth
The boys over there tryna figure me out
If they call security they gon get a kick in the mouth
Got hundreds in my hair Jacob on the other
Party's almost over but we can hit another
Tell the Valley to pull up the truck
Shorty such-n-such lets keep in touch
Saw the sun comin up hit the beach or what?
We can eat some brunch mama get in the front
Got ur girls in the back but they aint tryna get nasty
They can get the tax if u ask me

[Chorus]

I Used To Be In Love lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Joe)

Wooh, yeah, can I ball?
You don't have to do me like that ma
Nick Cannon
You almost had me
But my inner pimp wouldn't let that happen, you dig?

Know this chick named Tanya, down form East Yonkers
Had me going honkers calm as [?]
Losin' my cool, let's do this straight forward
Shopping sprees in my nogamee

When them other dudes call it don't bother me
I'm a young Billy D, she Mohagany
Moto chick taught her quick how to stick and move
Bottles sip on the cris and we grip the groove

She was my friend, my homie, my one and only
Whiteys Tender, r n' b's Tenderomi
My round the way, girl, now went down the block for me
Wish she woulda told me, I'll be a [?]

With Ronny, Bobby, Ricky and Tony
Tryna play it pimp and pimp a player
Little momma, don't ya know I got chicks to spare
You was my first round drag on the benches over there

Oh, I used to be in love
How could you ever do me wrong
[?] so low, pretty so and so
I need a maid to come and take me

Oh, I used to be in love
How could you ever do me wrong
[?] so low, pretty so and so
I need a maid to come and take me

Silly of me to fall in love with a chick
Puttin' dubs on a six, diamond flood on her wrist
In the club handcuffed and they huggin'
And Chinchilla furs Jakub, his and hers

Now, what you gettin' is gettin' on my nerves
Used to go out with laundry mouse to splurge
Foreign designers can't pronounce the words

Try to get you to glam alike
Ever since I bew your spot you got hammers like
Shoulda played your position like Vannah White
Never knew me and you could be man and wife

Now it's no more love, we just us
No more me and you, no more us
No more we can cruise hit the city bus
Can't believe that I fell for you
I guess it's true, gigolos get lonely too

Oh, I used to be in love
How could you ever do me wrong
[?] so low, pretty so and so
I need a maid to come and take me

Oh, I used to be in love
How could you ever do me wrong
[?] so low, pretty so and so
I need a maid to come and take me

Yo, we used to be you, shotgun in da six hum
New Puerto Rican chick with a slick bun
I got your rum, got your rocks
Got your, oh daddy, please don't stop
I was your best thing going, now just your mail ticket
Goin' out there movin', shorty, we can still kick it

Hate to admit it, have me spendin' for a minute
If you say you didn't get it, yeah, you can still get it
You said all you want is love and affection
Used to be my angel, then you started vexin'
Took you out bough you all kinds of things
Then it got too high and burned off your wings

Up and down, the block with Dexter sayin' jock
I ain't mad at ya 'cuz the pimpin' don't stop
I hold the name of the game, my chick chose him
It's nothin' to get knocked off, I'm feelin' all slim

Oh, I used to be in love
How could you ever do me wrong
[?] so low, pretty so and so
I need a maid to come and take me

Oh, I used to be in love
How could you ever do me wrong
[?] so low, pretty so and so
I need a maid to come and take me

Feel more slim
It's nothin' to get knocked off
Feel, knocked off
Feel more slim
It's nothin' to get knocked off
Feel more, knocked off
Feel more slim

My Rib lyrics - Nick Cannon

Uh can I ball?
yeah can I ball?
uh can I ball?
This is to every female that's ever been in my life
Flesh of my flesh bone of my bone (I feel you playboy)
Dust to dust uh (for real)

[Verse 1]

My rib, my wiz, my dip, my boo
My chick, my sugar, my shorty all you
My dove, my dogg, my love, my rock
My love for you, my love don't stop
My life, my dream, my wife, my queen
My essence, my coach, my playa, my team
My buddy, my baby, my lovey, my lady
My shelter, my helper, my pain, I felt you
My diamond, my gold, my Zion, my soul
My spirit, my flesh, my chest, you hold
My shield, my skill, my will be still
My youngin', my pumpkin, my sweetness, my somethin'
My dumpling, my daisy, my freak you crazy
My woman, my girl, my misses, my world
My breezy, she need me, believe me be easy
My kid, my bid, we live my rib

[Chorus 2x]
You are my rib and I can't deny
Closer than my flesh and bone
And my love we share is strong

[Verse 2]

Yo style, yo smile, yo walk, yo mile
Yo dress, yo stress, you saving yo sex
You blessed, yo views, yo joys, yo boos
Yo eyes, yo moves, yo heart, no clues
Yo opinion, yo minion, over yo whole livin'
Yo home, yo givin, yo virtue, he hurt you
Yo wounds, you nurture, yo curfew, yo class
Yo curve, yo (whoa), yo glory, yo past
Yo story, yo stash, yo mercy, yo grace
Yo voice, yo face, yo pace, yo taste
Yo morals, yo goals, yo steps, yo toes
Yo sent, yo strength, yo friends, yo foes
Yo prayers, yo cares, yo tears, yo cheers
From yours to my ears, yo crown, yo frown
Yo palms, yo moms, yo kid you give
We live, we did, me and you my rib uh

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]

I hate you, I date you, I love you, I make you
I miss you, I thank you, for you I'm grateful
I need you, I am you, I stand you, I have to
I had you, I left you, but I had to, I failed you
I scared you, I dared you, compared you, I held you
I kept you, I dissed you, I helped you, I felt you
When I kiss you, I melt you, I see you, I saw you
I hear you, I call you, no answer I get you
Forget you, forgot you, I lost you, I got you
I trust you, I doubt you, I can't live without you
I feel you, I kill you, I heal you, I steal you
I stole you, I have you, I hold you, I know you
I knew you, I owed you, I groomed you, I mold you
I warn you, I scold you, how could I be so cold to you?
I owe you my life, my soul I live, that's why I believe
You are my rib

[Chorus 2x]

Attitude lyrics - nick Cannon

It's like me and you
Me and my mans and your girlfriends too
After tonight I'ma only visit you when the moon is blue
Is that your man right there? What he doin' with you?

Sayin' talk to the hands, is that still cute?
Jimmy Choo boots, that's real cute
Only chick in the place with style and grace
And like, 5'8" with a tropical face

And like, expensive taste, spotted my chain, that's right
Get on my game, gotta see well hear that
Is that a weave can't believe that I said that
I don't know what possessed you to wear that

Girl, you out of tap? Girl, wear that
Wait to be not, make it hot, man, you feel that?
Smashin' all across the states
And I stays iced out like frosted flakes

Anythin' you really wanna do, I'm with that
Only wanna kick it with you, I'm with that
Meet me in the parkin' lot at two, I'm with that
But you gotta quit that attitude and get back to me

I don't know you
My name's not important, I'm as big as Elvis
You think you're so cute
Keep it real ma, you don't know me like that dance

But I don't want to
Believe me I don't give up that easy, girl
'Cuz I kinda like your attitude

I done been to every club in the world
I seen them hot chicks and they blockin' and ugly home girls
And ninety nine percent of the time
It be hits like this brain washin' your mind

Yo, you lookin' at my watch, just watchin' the time
You think I'm gonna stop you must be out of your mind
If you ain't V.I.P, then get out of the line
Think I woke up one day and just decided to rhyme, nah

I ain't got no problems with ya'll
We all ken I'm tryin' to find a Barbie doll
So I could get a phone number, call her tomorrow
Ask her, how her night went with a superstar
Yeah, that's what I was shootin' for

I'm one hundred percent over the fence
You like a mad mechanic throw in a wrench
And my game mad 'cuz you playin' the bench

Anythin' you really wanna do, I'm with that
Only wanna kick it with you, I'm with that
Meet me in the parkin' lot at two, I'm with that
But you gotta quit that attitude and get back to me

I don't know you
My names not important, I'm as big as Elvis
You think you're so cute
Keep it real ma, you don't know me like that dance

But I don't want to
Believe me I don't give up that easy, girl
'Cuz I kinda like your attitude

It's your attitude that got me whipped in my whip
Like whips you [?] I can't be mad at you
Lookin' good, you remind me of my Benz
When I'm pushin' through the hood
24 inch rims steerin' wheel all good
Envision the bigger picture for real it's all good

Wouldn't ya'll do it if ya'll could?
If ya'll could, wouldn't ya'll do it?
But ya'll ain't for stardom
On the road from autumn to autumn
From Cali to Atlanta to Atlanta to Harlem
You don't need Burt Reynolds for the Cannonball run

Anythin' you really wanna do, I'm with that
Only wanna kick it with you, I'm With that
Meet me in the parkin' lot at two, I'm with that
But you gotta quit that attitude and get back to me

I don't know you
My names not important, I'm as big as Elvis
You think you're so cute
Keep it real ma, you don't know me like that dance

But I don't want to
Believe me I don't give up that easy, girl
'Cuz I kinda like your attitude

Jam on it, jam on it
I said, jam jigga jigga jam on it
Get out of your seats and dance to ghetto beat
Girl, don't be shy, just flaunt it

Jam on it, jam on it
I said, jam jigga jigga jam on it
Get out of your seats and dance to ghetto beat
Girl, don't be shy, just flaunt it

Nick Cannon Lyrics

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White People Party Music (2014)

Looking For A Dream lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Afrojack)

Unbelievable lyrics - Nick Cannon

America lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Pitbull)

Pajama Pants lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Future & Migos)

Dance Floor lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Ryan Bowers & Kehlani)

OJ lyrics - Nick Cannon

Phuckin' Awesome lyrics - Nick Cannon

Birthday Interlude lyrics - Nick Cannon

Fuck Your Birthday lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. DJ Class and Fatman Scoop)

Stadium lyrics - Nick Cannon

Pete's Rap lyrics - Nick Cannon

Me Sexy lyrics - Nick Cannon

White Lady lyrics - Nick Cannon

Feel The Music lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Colette Carr)

Fuck Nick Cannon lyrics - Nick Cannon

Famous lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Akon)

Nick Cannon other songs:

Alone lyrics - Nick Cannon

Big Clouds lyrics - Nick Cannon

Canceled: Invitation (Eminem Diss) lyrics - Nick Cannon

Divorce Papers (Freestyle) lyrics - Nick Cannon

Hey Nick lyrics - Nick Cannon

I Can't Breathe... Again lyrics - Nick Cannon

Pray 4 My City lyrics - Nick Cannon

Pray For Him lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. The Black Squad)

The Invitation lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Suge Knight, Hitman Holla, Charlie Clips & Prince Eazy)

"Nick Cannon" (2003)

Feelin' Freaky lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. B2k)

Gigolo lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. R Kelly)

Whenever You Need Me lyrics - Nick Cannon

You lyrics - nick cannon

I Used To Be In Love lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Joe)

My Rib lyrics - Nick Cannon

Attitude lyrics - nick Cannon

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