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Poppin' My Collar (Explicit)
Three 6 Mafia
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Now ever since I can remember, I been poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Now ever since I can remember, I been workin' these hoes
And they better put my money in my hand (in my hands)
Now ever since I can remember, I been poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Now ever since I can remember, I been workin' these hoes
And they better put my money in my hand (in my hands)
I know you sicker than sick-uh when you see the rims flick-uh
The paint drip-uh, ice in my rings glitt-uh
I straight flip-uh the cheese like pancake-uh
Fallin' from trees like the leaves in my hand rake-uh
Project Pat-uh attractin' dime piece-uh's
I'm dirty southern, french braids, gold teeth-uh's
I'm out here makin' cents, plus I'm out here makin' dollars
I keep a bad broad, dawg, and a popped collar
She just another ho that I met in the hood
I told her I was Crunchy Black, and it was all good
She might as well gon' head and suck on my wood
And let me whisper somethin' in her ear if I could (if I could)
Now ever since I can remember, I been poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Now ever since I can remember, I been workin' these hoes
And they better put my money in my hand (in my hands)
Now ever since I can remember, I been poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Now ever since I can remember, I been workin' these hoes
And they better put my money in my hand (yeah, yeah, in my hands)
Now when it comes to gettin' bread, I got the keys to the bakery
A lot of dudes swear they playin', man, they some fakery
Let me catch a girl up out some work and in my sight
And believe I'm gon' be at ya in the daylight with a flashlight
I'm tryna get paid however money is made
A lot of dudes like to pay ladies to get laid
But me, I ain't no pimp, I just love to borrow
Paper from a fat bitch, a ugly bitch, a model, for real
Well you know me by the Juice, man hangin' out with Big Triece
Standin' on the porch, drinkin' liquor, drunk, smokin' weed
Tryna get a paycheck, but work, fur ain't came yet
That's why I stay in a girl ear, to keep that pussy wet
Now ever since I can remember, I been poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Now ever since I can remember, I been workin' these hoes
And they better put my money in my hand (in my hands)
Now ever since I can remember, I been poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Poppin'-poppin' my collar
Now ever since I can remember, I been workin' these hoes
And they better put my money in my hand (in my hands)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (poppin' my collar)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (poppin'-poppin' my collar)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (poppin' my collar)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (poppin'-poppin' my collar)
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