From Andy Cohen;

Here is what Craig wrote: Mister Trump Don't Like It


Mr. Trump don't like it, ain't gonna have it here (x3)
No nasty women, nobody trans or queer
Mr. Trump don't like it, ain't gonna have it here

I'm told the Scientists all jumped up and began to shout (x3)
"Brother, time to cool the heat is just a-runnin' out!"
Mr.Trump don't like it, ain't gonna have it here

I'm told the Doctors and Nurses all jumped up and had a fit (x3)
"We ain't got all the poor folks on insurance yet!"
Mr. Trump don't like it, ain't gonna have it here

I'm told the Billionaires turned 'round and began to grin (x3)
"Lord, I believe we'll never have to pay no tax again!"
Mr. Trump don't like it, ain't gonna have it here

I'm told the Preachers looked around, said,
"Sister, why don't you hush your voice?' (x3)
"I'd rather see you die than let you make a choice!"
Mr. Trump don't like it, ain't gonna have it here

I'm told the fragile white boys began to whine and pout (3x)
"Lock the Black folks up, kick the Brown folks out!"
Mr. Trump don't like 'em, ain't gonna have 'em here!

You don't like my peaches, don't shake my tree (x3)
You don't like my fruit, let my orchard be
Mr. Trump, we don't like it, ain't gonna have it here

Apologies to Frank Stokes/The Beale Street