Artist: E-Dubble Album: Hip-Hop Is Good Song: Don't Like My Music Typed by: AZ Lyrics Uh, she don't like my beats Never kick a freestyle when we in the sheets Cause she thinks hip-hop is dead But she gets a pass because the ass and the tip-top head Baby girl follows trends like it makes sense Reading Us Magazine and caring 'bout celebrities and fake shit I try to shake it out of her on occasion But even on vacation she's talking to fake friends Tweeting 'bout Paris Hilton is a BFF Little lady, that is S-A-D And I don't ask what she got on the SAT's Cause I am guessing it was B-A-D And that's how I speak when I don't want her to comprehend While I'm talking to some grown-up folk And yeah, it's kinda sad how it is, but I learned to cope With my girl not knowing I'm dope, shit [Chorus] My baby girl don't like my music, but I don't mind. (Hey!) Never at my show, never bought a record, but that's just fine (Ho!) And I don't need no criticism from someone who just don't listen (Hey!) And she's got me thinking about the ladies who like my lines Yeah, pissed off every time we peel off In the '96 Honda Accord, baby I'm in the car What the hell you putting on that Lady Gaga for? I'm a connoisseur and listening to that is a chore Put the Kid Cudi version on or stop the car I can walk from here baby, it's not to far I got my iPhone and my ear buds So if you want to conversate, text me, cause I need ear plugs You think it's immature the way that I handle it But I think that your taste in pop music is scandalous Downright amateur, common denominator Skipped the ROOTS to play Britney and now I'm a hater? That's some whack-ass shit, baby doll And this time, I think we finally hit the last straw Packed my things up and now I'm headed back home Fucked, I can't believe I'm wasting time on this song [Chorus] Yeah, three weeks have passed, and I miss the ass But I'm writing more than ever, got the gift of gab back Ten tracks in the bag, I've got mad raps I wanna see some checks from the people at ASCAP Meanwhile, I'm looking for a replacement Someone with a little culture, I ain't being complacent No wool over eyes, life's full of surprises At our last show, I finally saw a chick with some style Even looks good with no Maybelline Woke up next to me, thought it happened in a dream Shorty seemed like she might be perfect Losing my old lady might have just been worth it Over brunch, share a pleasant conversation 'til I realized the lady didn't like my occupation Didn't even show up for the music She was only there to help a dumb friend get stupid, shit! [Chorus x2]