Lyrics Three 6 Mafia – Poppin’ My Collar

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Now every since I could remember I been popping my collar
Popping popping my collar, popping, popping my collar
Every since I could remember I been working this hoes

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 fackery
Let me catch a girl up out some work in my site
And believe I’m gonna be at you in the daylight with a flashlight
I’m trying 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, an ugly bitch, a model for real

Juicy J
Well you know me by the Juice man hanging out with Big Triece
Standing on the porch, drinking liquor, drunk, smoking weed
Trying to get a paycheck, but work that ain’t came yet
That’s 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 ’cause a nigga tired of slaving
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

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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 bringing your boy back some good

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