Poppin' My Collar

[Hook] 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 [Verse 1: Project Pat] I know you sicker than sick-ahh when you see the rims flick-ahh The paint drip-ahh, ice in my rangs glitt-ahh I straight flip-ahh the cheese like pancake-ahh Fallin' from trees like the leaves in my hand rake-ahh Project Pat-ahh attractin' dime piece-ahhs I'm dirty southern, french braids, gold teeth-ahhs I'm out here makin' cents, plus I'm out here makin' dollars I keep a bad broad, dawg, and a popped collar [Hook] 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 [Verse 2: 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 [Verse 3: 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 [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 [Verse 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