E-40 F/ The Click - "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!! (Haha) We does this out here (fo' schizzie) [B-Legit] You know what I mean' It's like a, a Y-2-Yea thing y'know' 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] I popped my collar to all my folks with love (what else') Now I done scanned at the club (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.. Hoppin out of my Lincoln Continental, signature serious.. .. leavin 'em curious .. 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] Baby bright light but not my type Done washed my shoes, the gators they bite 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] Ticked, pucked, '' '' was loc'd On a mizznission about that cut Rough, buck, smokin on a blizznut Dick, Van Dyke, all up in her truck Lick, at night, E-Feezy ain't no punk Gobble, swallow, get her hella drunk Tip, hollow, mizzmillimeter thump 40 ounce bizznottle, til I tr-uh-Trump 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] Dipped in ice.. That's what we do out this way.. twice! Where' Made a mill' I'm still yo' potnah Uh-huh.. Northstar Where this at' You made a WHAT' Yeah.. dipped in ice.. Uh-huh.. I'm still yo' potnah nigga (Pop ya collar!) Homeboy (Pop ya collar!)