Three 6 Mafia - Poppin' My Collar (remix) lyrics

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Three 6 Mafia - Poppin' My Collar (remix) lyrics

(feat. DMX, Project Pat) [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 [Project Pat] I know you sick of the sicker when you see the rims thicker The paint dripper, the ice in my range glitter I straight strip her, the cheese like pancake-ah Rollin' for cheese like the leaves in my handbreak-ah Project Pat ah tracting dime pieces-ah Dirty South-Ah, french braid, gold teeth-ah I'm out here making sense cause I'm out here making dollars I keep a fast bro dawg and I pop collars [Crunchy Black] 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 s** on my wood And let me whisper something in her ear if I could [Chorus] [DMX] Yeah Yeah Gettin my country on WHAT! x4 Yeah this how we do aight? I don't pop collars, I pop n***az in the collar Pop n***az 'til they holla, Pop n***az for that dollar Pop now he can't swallow, Won't be no more bitin With a n***a gold gone, there gonna be no more fightin Missed it n***a? I eat life, I sh** d**h Get down and go hard 'til ain't sh** left Break n***az pockets, Rake n***az pockets Y'all n***az know the deal, make n***az stop it Anything get said about dawg, get said behind dawg back Cause y'all know how the dawg act Light to the dawg without hittin a switch Got 'em screamin sound like I'm hittin a b**h, AIGHT?!? [Chorus] [DJ Paul] Now when it comes to getting bread I got the keys to the bakery A lot of dudes swear they play man they some fake-ry Let me catch a girl up out some work and in my sight 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 b**h, a ugly b**h, a model fa real [Juicy J] Well you know me by the Juice man hangin out with big trees Standin on tha porch, drinkin liquor, drunk, smokin weed Trying to get a paycheck, but work force ain't came yet Thats why I stay in a girl ear to keep that p**y wet [Chorus]