Nick Cannon Album

(featuring B2K)

Yo put the kids to bed
Yo Shawty..I know you ain't scared

[Omarion]
B2K and Nick Cannon
Trackmasters
The Pied Piper

[Nick Cannon]
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?

[Nick Cannon]
We tearin' the club like them boys did in the roxy
Million dollar thug like I'm Ted D.B.I.C
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 Can' 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?

[Nick Cannon]
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 do it in the closet, you know you think Im 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]
'Cuse me whats ya name?
[Omarion]
dont say nothin
[Omarion]
B2k and Nick Cannon
Trackmasters
The Pied Piper

[Lil' Fizz]
'Cuse me whats ya name?

[Omarion]

(featuring 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 vogues
And how I'm shining, wit the fresh, fresh clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HO!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Every time I turn around, I got another show
Leave the club with 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 are you down
Bushes we won't beat around, bushes we just eat 'em now
Feeling yo Masqueno blouse, seven jean, Black and Lebonese
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 dicottis, 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 Beckam, 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 draws
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 dacottis, 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 goin' free 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 a
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 an invisible roof
Oh the fans on my necklace seem 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 dacottis, wanna see you drop it shawty, oh weee

(featuring Mary J. Blige)

talk to your girl dawg
she down for you
jsut gotta make sure you down for her
they way stronger then we are

[ verse 1 ]

[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

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

(featuring Nivea)

N-I-C-K C-A-N-N-O-N (I'll make you mine)

Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Can I be the one for you (Uh, it's Nick Cannon)
Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Let me be the one, you believe in (Haha, yeah. Ha, it's like this. What)

Yo it's rule number one,
If you wanna be my main girl,
Gotta keep your hair tight,
Toes right, yeah girl
You gotta be a girl who,
Has a lot of virtue,
Like to party in the club,
But she go to church too,
I need a chick who jet skis, sky dives, surf too,
Boo you spit a verse too?
Nah, I don't deserve you,
Yo I gotta have a chick that's with a Blockbuster night,
When we caught up in some beef,
On a Blockbuster fight
Additude is heavy pullin' stunts out of spite,
Yo even when she heated,
Shorty cussin' light,
36-24-38, Ha, give or take,
Nah, her size don't matter,
Goals and ambitions gotta be a go-getter,
Prada in the summer and Gabbana in the winter,
If you fit this description of the girl in this rhyme (I'll make you mine)

Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Can I be the one for you (Uh, it's Nick Cannon)
Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Let me be the one, you believe in
(Haha, uh uh, haha, uh)

Yo I'm lookin' for a co-star,
Tryin' to keep you closer,
In my holster, like a thoroughbred supposed to,
Uh, I need a J-Lo chick,
Not worry about her, Chris, or Ben Affleck,
Yeah, I did a few flicks,
My chicks above average,
No bad habits, no baggage from past trips,
Workin' real hard part time taking classes,
Girl I gotta give you credit,
So, here's my plastic,
Yo, I need a chick that won't take Nick for granted,
A high class miss, like 5 Mics,A classic,
You wanna be my main girl? Roll in the Range, girl?
In the rain girl?
Someone to take my name girl

N-I-C-K C-A-N-N-O-N (Oh you better sing girl)
If you fit this description of the gitl in this rhyme
(I'll make you mine)

Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Can I be the one for you (Uh, it's Nick Cannon)
Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Let me be the one, you believe in
(Haha)

Yo, can I get a main girl,
Someone who can hold me down,
City chick, southern bail,
Educated, college bound,
Put you in the hottest gown,
In the hottest part of town,
Move in, make love, sparks fly, burn it down,
12 dozen rows of roses, for Valentines,
Birthdays, teddy bears, this the girl I'm tryin to find,
Spend a little time with,
Tell me if my rhyme hit,
Someone I can shine with,
Cookin with my mom chick,
Booby you the finest, your tenderness, your kindness,
Money ain't a thing, keep the change,
You a dime chick,
So, get the ring, I'm the king,
You the highness,
Pre-nup, Hold up,
First you need to sign this,
East side, west side,
South to the north,
Block to block, and coast to coast,
If you fit this description of the girl in this rhyme
(I'll make you mine)

Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Can I be the one for you (Uh, it's Nick Cannon)
Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)

Uh this real ( its you that I owe)
I owe you ( said I owe you)

They say the ones you take for granted
you miss the most
woke up every mornin to grits and toast
School clothes spread
at the foot of the bed
anything that I needed was there
you get it prepared (yea)( you did it for me)
held it down when my pops and moms aint
repay you in a way
that stocks and bonds caint
jus think
its that same little boy that used to break rules
spill kool-aid on the floor
you was my father and my mother
the mother of my father
known as my grandmother
i reffer to you as mama
noone calmer or conciderit
as you my dear
love my parents just as much
but lets get one thing clear
you raised me by choice and you didnt have to (mama)
showed me where to go when I had to use the bathroom
nasty thats true classy thats you (mama)
id give you my last breath if I had to

chours:
When I stop,look back think about my life
you gave me your love weather wrong or right
ooo I owe you come on I owe you (its you that I owe)
When I was down and out
and all my friends was gone
you stayed by my side never left me alone
ooo I owe you (its you that I owe)(i owe you)I owe you
(its you that I owe)(yes I do)

Bethany, Sharron hack it
kept me wearing jackets
started triple phat
mama kept with the fashions
everlasting love
couldent ask enough
went to school, two jobs just to have for us
plus no child support, you did it on your own
independent women you the queen of my throne
(you did it for me)
Condos to one bedroom we called home
long as you was there I was never alone
though we had our ups and downs
its all up now
you used to wear small frowns
tear them all up now (How?)
did you imagine ma
that your son would grow up to be this handsome huh?
no im playn im sayn you the reason I exist
and for this mess you deserve pure bliss
any wish ill grant it
any diss ill slam it
you my all understand it
you son Nick Cannon

(Chours)

Lord, heavenly father
I praise your soul
learned to love you for myself when I was eight years old
before then I didnt about your grace and mercy
i just knew my pops was preaching
while I played in the nursery
then he taught me that you so loved us all
that you sent your only son to die on a cross
i once was lost but you keep finding me
i always fall but you keep reminding me
verse john 1:9 that im right you see
and it'll be just fine you took a liking to me
gotta let'em all know
you can still have fun
lord in the reins rove you ride shotgun
saved me in that crash
blocked bullets when they blast
that night at the party
know they got the homie
no you got him surely
and as for me if it wasnt for yall I dont know where I would be

When I stop,look back think about my life
you gave me your love weather wrong or right
ooo I owe you come on (nobody told you to do it for me yeaaa)I owe you
When I was down and out
and all my friends was gone (you loved me)
you stayed by my side never left me alone
ooo I owe you (oh)(your my savior)(i owe you)

When I stop, look back think about my life
you gave me your love weather wrong or right
ooo I owe you come on (Said I owe you) I owe you (i owe you)
when I was down and out (said youve been so good so good to me)
and all my friends was gone
you stayed by my side never left me alone
ooo I owe you I owe you
(Said youve been so good so good to meeeeee)

When I stop, look back think about my life
you gave me you love weather wrong or right
ooo I owe you come on I owe you
When I was down and out
and all my friends was gone ( I love you so much)
you stayed by my side never left me alone ( I love you so much,i love you so
much)

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 don't really like this dude, I can't stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I don't really like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me)

I don't really like this dude, I can't stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I don't really 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 don't really like this dude, I can't stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I don't really like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me)

I don't really like this dude, I can't stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I don't really 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 don't really like this dude, I can't stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I don't really like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me)

I don't really like this dude, I can't stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I don't really 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 don't really like this dude, I can't stand him
Where did he come from, tell me (He don't like me)
I don't really like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don't like me)

I don't really like this dude, I can't stand him
Where did he come from, tell me (He don't like me)
I don't really like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter

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