pop ya collar

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!

you know what i mean? it's like a

a y-2-yea thing y'know?

we does this out here

we pop our collars; please believe that playboy

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

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

now i done scanned at the club

i popped my collar to all my folks with love

and all the niggaz that didn't respond to me

i got my dogs watchin constantly

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?

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

it's all from the wrist

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 while i was pissin

is that young 40 y'all?

drunk as fuck and about to fall?

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

made a mill'. uh-huh

hoe beatch!

i done stepped on in

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

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

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

homeboy