E-40 F- The Click Pop Ya Collar Lyrics

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!)