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Pop Ya Collar lyrics

Performer Juma

Pop Ya Collar song lyrics by Juma official

Pop Ya Collar is a song in English

If you know that you that nigga let me see you pop your collar for me
My ladies too, yeah, if you bad, pop your collar for me
Them niggas mad, they just hatin' that you stuntin' on them
So pop your collar for me, so pop your collar
Now tell me who wants some beef, lookin' at the best, the elite
I've been winnin' for years, I think I'm up on a streak
Been goin hard in the game, and still ain't touchin' my peak
I feel like Luda back in 05, disturbin' the peace
You know the city, they love me, all the hoes wanna fuck me
A lot of niggas that's hatin' because I'm one of the greatest
And I'm back on my grind, still ain't up in my prime
The real niggas support me, they love that one of us made it
I'm from that double-three-six, you know the city of hitters
If it's an opp don't hesitate to light em up like a swisher
I'm from the thoroughest boro, you know I'm all about that green
Stunt on a hater, pull up in some shit you ain't ever seen
If you know that you that nigga let me see you pop your collar for me
My ladies too, yeah, if you bad, pop your collar for me
Them niggas mad, they just hatin' that you stuntin' on them
So pop your collar for me, so pop your collar for me
Pop your collar for me, pop your collar for me
Them niggas mad, they just hatin', pop your collar for me
Pop your collar for me, pop your collar for me
Them niggas mad, they just hatin', pop your collar for me
Okay, this that type of flow, they got their panties in a bunch
I'm like Dahmer to the game, who I'm eatin' for lunch
You see I'm richer than Richie, I think I'm richer than Trump
These niggas swear they got hoes, you just a certified munch
I just pulled up in a Bent, the fit was more than your rent
Might put the heat to a hater, and no I don't mean a vent
I be up in my bag, they be jackin' my swag
If I want it, I get it, you know I'm poppin' them tags
No I don't fuck with you homie, get off my testicle crony
I'm eatin' lobster and steak, ain't goin' back to bologna
I don't know why they be on me, these niggas fake, yeah they phony
And when you see me in the streets, word to tip, you don't know me
If you know that you that nigga, let me see you pop your collar for me
My ladies too, yeah if you bad, pop your collar for me
Them niggas mad, they just hatin', that's just stuntin' on em
So pop your collar for me, so pop your collar for me
Pop your collar for me, pop your collar for me
Them niggas mad, they just hatin', pop your collar for me
Pop your collar for me, pop your collar for me
Them niggas mad, they just hatin', pop your collar for me
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Zuri Wright
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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