Pop Ya Collar Lyrics by E-40

Pop Ya Collar Lyrics

    [e-40]
    Uh-huh; barbecue or mildew, hhhoe?
    Ssshit heh
    My fetti has a first name - it's e-a-r-l
    About my mail, ssshit!
    Nigga you know i'm up in this motherfucker, on a good one!
    Fffuck yes!!

    [b-legit]
    You know what i mean? it's like a, a y-2-yea thing y'know?
    (haha) we does this out here (fo' schizzie)
    We pop our collars; please believe that playboy (like this here)

    My moves is swift, i'm stiff with mine
    Remi martin straight, then i hit it with lime
    It's time to shine, to strike my pose
    Five carats on my pinky, pickin my nose (beatch)
    I stroll on hoes, and give 'em a chance
    To let me see the ass while they backup dance
    I glance and breeze - if the body is true
    I'm off and on to part two (part two)

    [d-shot]
    Now i done scanned at the club (what else?)
    I popped my collar to all my folks with love (what else?)
    And all the niggaz that didn't respond to me (what else?)
    I got my dogs watchin constantly (what else, what else?)
    With one hand in the baseball glove
    Hella throwaways - and dangerous subs
    For my protection and my protection only
    This boss balla slippin whatchu thought i was phony?

    [chorus]
    Fresh up out my coupe de ville, i popped my collar twice
    About my money this loot is real, plus i'm dipped in ice
    I got a fat mansion on the hill, cause i made a mill'
    So if you see me please believe, cause i'm yo' potnah still

    [e-40]
    (pop ya collar!) it's all from the wrist
    (pop ya collar!) been poppin my collar since moby was a goldfish..
    .. leavin 'em curious
    Hoppin out of my lincoln continental, signature serious..
    .. parkin lot pimpin!
    One of my niggaz yell (hold me down) while i was pissin
    Is that young 40 y'all?
    Drunk as fuck and about to fall?

    [b-legit]
    Done washed my shoes, the gators they bite
    Baby bright light but not my type
    But if she want tonight, she come with dollars
    She either holler, or pop a nigga collar
    I'm fresh up out that coupe de ville
    Four times gold on my vogue wheels
    Big sunroof with the insides ill
    Gotta give it to the boy he got skills

    [chorus]

    [e-40] made a mill'.. uh-huh, hoe beatch!

    [d-shot]
    (pop ya collar!) i done stepped on in
    (pop ya collar!) now can i come up?
    All these freaks hang out at the dump
    Me and my dogs got this party on pump
    All the hoes look like they wanna hump
    I'm bout to pull a lil' lightweight stunt

    [e-40]
    On a mizznission about that cut
    Rough, buck, smokin on a blizznut
    Ticked, pucked, ?? ?? was loc'd
    Dick, van dyke, all up in her truck
    Lick, at night, e-feezy ain't no punk
    Gobble, swallow, get her hella drunk
    40 ounce bizznottle, til i tr-uh-trump
    Tip, hollow, mizzmillimeter thump
    Feels no sinorrow for a sucka sap chump
    Ya underdig? yeah just
    Y'know just tug on your lil' shirt
    Pull it a lil' bit

    [chorus 2x]

    [e-40 over chorus]
    That's what we do out this way.. twice!
    Dipped in ice..
    Where? made a mill'
    I'm still yo' potnah
    Uh-huh.. northstar
    Yeah.. dipped in ice..
    Where this at? you made a what?
    Uh-huh.. i'm still yo' potnah nigga
    (pop ya collar!) homeboy
    (pop ya collar!)

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