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THREE 6 MAFIA lyrics : "Poppin' My Collar"

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
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 this hoes
And they betta put my money in my hand


[DJ Paul]
Now when it comes to getting bread I got the keys to the bakery
Alot of dudes swear they play man they some fackery

Let me catch a girl up out some work in mah site
And believe I'm gon be atcha in the daylight with a flashlight
I'm tryin to get paid however money is made

Alot dudes like to pay ladies to get laid
But me I ain't no pimp, I just love to borrow
Paper from a fat (*##$, a ugly (*##$, a model fa real


[Juicy J]
Well you know me by the Juice man hangin out with Big Keith

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 #~!!@ wet

So I could get paid and relax in the shade
And say $#&@ a nine to five cuz a ^!$$% 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

[Chorus]


[Crunchy Blac]
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 bringin ya boy back some good
That ghetty green you know what I mean that (*##$ is understood
Ain't havin to shout at no mother$#&@in !@#%

You know I'm actin (*##$ make cut a $#&@in rug
You better get out there and get my money in the woods
I'ma hit cha in ya head and leave ya $$# with a plug

You know I gotta have, gotta get my money what
These hoes out here be $#&@ing for a mutha$#&@ing dub, FREAK !#$*!


[Chorus]

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