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Blue Collar Comedy Tour: The Movie (Blue Collar Comedy Tour) · Lipstick on Your Collar (Connie Francis) · Lipstick on Your Collar: The Greatest Hits of Connie Francis (Connie Francis) · White Collar Boy (Belle & Sebastian) · Hot Under the Collar (Zeus) · Blue Collar Comedy Tour Live (Blue Collar Comedy Tour) · The Best of Blue Collar Comedy (Mayday Parade) · DJ Blue Collar Country (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Blue Collar Trombone (Rick Stepton) · Lipstick on Your Collar: 62 Vintage Jukebox Classics (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


That's the just the way we do it
Pop those collars
We changed the game

[Snoop]
Slid up in the door, get up in ya ho
Sippin' on some Mo with Big D
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
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
That's the just the way we do it
Pop those collars
We changed the game

[Snoop]
Slid up in the door, get up in ya ho
Sippin' on some Mo with Big D
(Don't stop, pop that, don't stop)
(Pop that pop that pop that)
Drop that pussy bitch
What ya twerkin’ wit'?
I’m young Papi,
Champagne they know
(Don't stop, pop that, don't stop)
(Pop that pop that pop that)
Drop that pussy bitch
What ya twerkin’ wit'?
I’m young Papi,
Champagne they know
drunk and run up in yo' best friend
[s] we pop bra straps
[e] we pop collars
[s] we bout that scrilla scratch
[e] we bout them dollars
[s] it ain't
Money and E-40, ya undersmell that?
East coast West Coast connection, y'know

Sick Wid It Records, the new millineum ballers
Ya undersmell me? Where
Grayson
You miserable, you get kidnapped by Kathy Bason
Thrown to the dungeon, for your spongin'
Of Wu Killa Bee, what's your total malfunction?

We pop, we
walls in your motherfuckin' daughter
M-O-S, S-I-E
M-U-G, and K-I-V
Always to' with E-4-0
Hit the air like cubes by a liquor store

Motherfuckers
(Don't stop, pop that, don't stop)
(Pop that pop that pop that)
Drop that pussy bitch
What ya twerkin’ wit'?
I’m young Papi,
Champagne they know
[E-40]
Sticky icky doo-hickey smokin on a spliffy mickie
Think he mixin some hash with some of that Humboldt County grass
With dis sleazy from Union
slippin' down ya block
Funkin' out her hand, you wouldn't understand

[E-40]
Half money half heart, ain't nowhere to hide
Put yo shit in park, you know
heads give you head
If it's money, bout them dollas
Jack your stacks and pop your collars

[Verse 1: E-40]
Ooooh, fa shiggedel
So slick, so sly, so
[whispered]
Yo' collar, pop yo' collar
Pop yo' collar, pop yo' collar

[Chorus 2X: Proof]
We like the girls, the girls that go boom
I like
Yo' collar, pop yo' collar
Pop yo' collar, pop yo' collar

[Chorus: x2]
We like the girls, the girls that go boom
I like the girls, the girls
So wile the fuck out!

Pour Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Pour Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Pour Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Pour Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Pour Your 40
Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Pour Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Pour Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Bitch!

I was raised by drunks so I became a drunk
80 Proof
prepared to call me billy loco gorde
 Pop my collar with none other than earl-40
 Squab on a square like it's high noon, cousin wit tycoons
 If you fuck
of trace just to be in the house

[Chorus: E-40]
So pimped out about my big spendish
I got a 20, 6 O'Clock extra chrystall
Anybody dat want to pop off
Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Pour Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Pour Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
Bitch!

I was raised by drunks so I became a drunk
80 Proof
(Why oh why Suga you ain`t right)
It makes me want to scream while I make ya holler
Pullin' a gang of clout like that al-mighty dollar

Chorus: E-40
on a five on the five wouldja biddle on a 
Thirty dollar five on a five would ya biddle on a five wouldja biddle on a 
Thirty five.

Well there was a boy
your hoes
So if I throw a dollar at ya scream Hallelujah
While I grab the neck of my robe and pop a collar to ya
Church

[Reverend preaching]
Now
your hoes
So if I throw a dollar at ya scream Hallelujah
While I grab the neck of my robe and pop a collar to ya
Church

[Reverend preaching]
Now