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Poppin’ My Collar Lyrics By Three 6 Mafia

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    now every since i can remember i been poppin’ my collar
    poppin’ poppin’ my collar poppin’ poppin’ my collar
    every since i can remember i been working these hoes
    and they better put my money in my hand

    project pat
    i know you sicker than sickahh when you see the rims flickahh
    the paint dripahh ice in my rangs glittahh
    i straight flipahh the cheese like pancakeahh
    fallin’ from trees like the leaves in my hand rakeahh
    project patahh attractin’ dime pieceahhs
    i’m dirty southern french braids gold teethahhs
    i’m out here makin’ cents plus i’m out here makin’ dollars
    i keep a bad broad dawg and a popped collar

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    now every since i could remember i been poppin’ my collar
    poppin’ poppin’ my collar poppin’ poppin’ my collar
    ever since i could remember i been working these hoes
    and they better put my money in my hand

    dj paul
    now when it comes to getting 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 in my site
    and believe i’m gon be atcha in the daylight with a flashlight
    i’m tryin’ to get paid however money is made
    a lot 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

    juicy j
    well you know me by the juice man hangin out with big triece
    standin on tha porch drinkin liquor drunk smokin’ weed
    trying to get a paycheck but work that ain’t came yet
    thats why i stay in a girl ear to keep that pussy wet
    so i could get paid and relax in the shade
    and say fuck a nine to five cuz a nigga tired of slavin
    it’s never easy for a playa in tha hood on tha come up
    if i meet a gal with three kids or more she get done up

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    now every since i could remember i been poppin’ my collar
    poppin’ poppin’ my collar poppin’ poppin’ my collar
    every since i could remember i been working these hoes
    and they better put my money in my hand

    4 crunchy black
    she’s 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 go on head and suck on my wood
    and let me whisper something in her ear if i could
    i got some hoes out there bringin ya boy back some good
    that ghetty green you know what i mean that bitch is understood
    ain’t havin to shout at no motherfuckin slut
    you know i’m actin bitch make cut a fuckin rug
    you better get out there and get my money in the woods
    i’mma hit cha in ya head and leave ya ass with a plug
    you know i gotta have gotta get my money what
    these hoes out here be fucking for a muthafucking dub
    freak bitch

    hook
    now every since i could remember i been poppin’ my collar
    poppin’ poppin’ my collar poppin’ poppin’ my collar
    every since i could remember i been working these hoes
    and they better put my money in my hand

    Artist: Three 6 Mafia

    Year: 2006

    Decade: 00s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 319