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Pop Ya Collar (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Hello everybody, huh
Welcome today to the wonderful world of…you, he-heh
Now check it, you have two options
You can eat it or throw it away, heh

See its a shame when you’re working on doing well
People hate you yeah
Buying nothing that’s not the best for yourself
Then they really hate you yeah
You gotta live for you and no one else
Don’t let ‘em make you feel
Like you’re not being real
Just live how you wanna live
You gotta do for you

(Dig that)
If you work hard then play hard
(Dig that)
And do what you wanna do
(Dig that)
Just pop ya collar
Don’t let what people say bother you
(Dig that)
You perpetrators I got something to say
(Dig that)
You can eat it or throw it away
(Picture that)
You’re just mad cause you’re following in my trap
But can you dig that?

Hey ladies and my fellas
You know you’re doing cause they jealous
(Pop, pop)
And when they hate cause you’re a go-getter
(Pop, pop)
Pop ya colla, don’t let ‘em sweat you
(Pop)

Hey ladies and my fellas
You know you’re doing cause they jealous
(Pop, pop)
And when they hate cause you’re a go-getter
(Pop, pop)
Pop ya colla, don’t let ‘em sweat you
(Pop)

You can see me every week
Hanging out with a different girl sitting next to me
Cause I’m not up to settle down right now
I gotta be free
Some of y’all fellas might be jealous
But y’all know that don’t phase me
I just pop my collar, tip my hat
Turn my back on the ones that hated me

(Dig that)
Never going home alone
(Dig that)
If she follows then you know it’s on
(Dig that)
She gets the finger not the cellular phone
(Never that)
I let her know I won’t be around for long
(Dig that)
To all you haters I got something to say
(What’s that?)
You can eat it or throw it away
(Picture that)
Stop hating, wishing, waiting
Anticipating for my year to fade, oh yea

Hey ladies and my fellas
You know you’re doing cause they jealous
(Pop, pop)
And when they hate cause you’re a go-getter
(Pop, pop)
Pop ya colla, don’t let ‘em sweat you
(Pop)

Hey ladies and my fellas
You know you’re doing cause they jealous
(Pop, pop)
And when they hate cause you’re a go-getter
(Pop, pop)
Pop ya colla, don’t let ‘em sweat you
(Pop)

I break my neck for the things I get
So much sweat just so I can get that check
And I’m not gonna let nobody bring me down
Nobody’s gonna steal my crown
Because I eat good, I live good
I rock good, my life’s good
If you got a lot and you’re working for it
Pop ya collar don’t be afraid to show it

Hey ladies and my fellas
You know you’re doing cause they jealous
(Pop, pop)
And when they hate cause you’re a go-getter
(Pop, pop)
Pop ya colla, don’t let ‘em sweat you
(Pop)

(Repeat x4)

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Pop Ya Collar (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[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!)