Poppin' My Collar

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Now ever since I can remember, I've been poppin' my collar
 (Poppin'-poppin' my collar, poppin'-poppin' my collar)
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been workin' these hoes
 And they better put my money in my hand (in my hand)
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been poppin' my collar
 (Poppin'-poppin' my collar, poppin'-poppin' my collar)
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been workin' these hoes
 And they better put my money in my hand (in my hand)
 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 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 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 tha porch, drinkin' liquor, drunk, smokin' weed
 Trying to get a paycheck, but work, fur ain't came yet
 That's why I stay in a girl ear to keep that pussy wet
 So I can get paid and relax in the shade
 And say, "Fuck a nine-to-five" 'cause a nigga tired of slavin'
 It's never easy for a player in the hood on the come up
 If I meet a girl with three kids or more, she get done up
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been poppin' my collar
 (Poppin'-poppin' my collar, poppin'-poppin' my collar)
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been workin' these hoes
 And they better put my money in my hand (in my hand)
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been poppin' my collar
 (Poppin'-poppin' my collar, poppin'-poppin' my collar)
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been workin' these hoes
 And they better put my money in my hand (in my hand)
 She's just another hoe 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 bring ya boy back some good
 That ghetty green, you know what I mean, let's get this understood
 Ain't havin' no shout at no motherfuckin' slut
 You know I'm actin' bitch, don't make cut a fuckin' rug
 You better get out there and get my money in the woods
 I'ma hit ya in ya head and leave ya ass with a plug
 You know I gotta have it, gotta get my money, what?
 These hoes out here be fucking for a motherfuckin' dub, freak bitch!
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been poppin' my collar
 (Poppin'-poppin' my collar, poppin'-poppin' my collar)
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been workin' these hoes
 And they better put my money in my hand (in my hand)
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been poppin' my collar
 (Poppin'-poppin' my collar, poppin'-poppin' my collar)
 Now ever since I can remember, I've been workin' these hoes
 And they better put my money in my hand (in my hand)
 

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Duration
02:56
Key
11
Tempo
145 BPM

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