Letras
Hey, yo, little man, come here
Look at me when I'm talking
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Seen you laughing hard, pointing at the TV screen
Come on
Uh, ain't no cartoon on, ain't no SuperHill scene
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Uh, just this dude, Chris Rock, talking fast and looking lean
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Uh, why you love him so
Tell me, make me understand
Uh, uh, is it because he louder than me
Is it part of some plan
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Why you love Chris Rock
Tell me now
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Why you love Chris Rock
Make me pound
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Come on, come on
Is he funnier than dad
Is that the deal
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Why you love Chris Rock
How you feel
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He talking about politics, stuff you ain't never seen
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Jokes about grown folks, way beyond your years
Come on
You're quoting his routines, trying to sound real keen
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Bring the pain, kid, you making me mean
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Is it the shiny suits, the way he jumps around
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Because he got more energy than your dad right now
Come on
Parents just don't understand
Maybe it's the voice, the high-pitched thing he do
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Maybe it's the truth, the way he tells it straight and true
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Or maybe, just maybe, I'm overthinking this
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But still, why you love Chris Rock
Tell me, don't dis
Come on
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