Lyrics:
Really feelin' it (caught up)
I'm losin' control, this girl's got a hold on me
(Pop a collar to this)
And I think I like it, baby (if you a player,
4X]
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin bout
Jealous ass bitches, let that steam out ya collar ho!
[DJ Paul]
My killas and playas
We gotta
back and man, oh, man, this is what I saw:
Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you
Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue
Bet your bottom
white collars up! Pop your white collars up!)
Offshore accounts, tax havens, swimming pools, movie stars,
(Pop your white collars up! Pop your white
[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
(Perfect)
Prada, that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar
I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller
I told that
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
What the fuck is a lil' band to me?
(OG Parker)
Back in the day, I was broke with no dollar
Now I got Gucci all over my collar
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
(Yeeeeaahh-hee!)
(Oohhooo!)
(He he)
Top shatta
Show stopper
Pop a collar
For being a shot! (A-a-a-am)
I'ma top shatta
Show stopper
I'ma pop my
collars
The clubs bout to close
What's next I don't know I'm just Ballin'
Ballin', Ballin'
Ballin', Ballin'
Ballin', Ballin'
Ballin', Ballin'
Ballin',
Dressed in all black
Call me T'Challa
Walk in the club
Poppin my collar
Dressed in all black
Call me T'Challa
Walk in the club
Poppin my collar
Yeah
(Top Ten made it)
My heart turning chrome (Uh)
And not 'cause the collar
And not 'cause the dollars
And shit that I own (Uh)
Just leave me the bottle
I can see it, 1440p
Million dollar man has nothing on me
Running all day, won't get very tired
My favorite memory is hardwired
Just a steel collar
a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
No way no way no way
Don't pay that man
Suits and ties a disguise
Suits and ties, pink collar crime
Suits and ties, white collar crime
Suits and ties,
like them scholars but this not no collar I am not your type
More money more problems I tell them I got it but I'm not alright
Nigga don't listen yeah
Waiting for you to rescue me
Rescue me, RESCUE ME
Hold me when I'm shakin'
Love me when I'm breakin'
Grab me by the collar
Pull me in
Answer when I'm
Lipstick On Your Collar
Performer:Irene Ryder
Composer :Edna Lewis / George Goehring
Lyricist :Edna Lewis / George Goehring
When You Left Me All
men be acting like hoes
Doing anything for a damn dollar
[Hook]
White Collar
I could never be, white collar
I will never fall down South
I been trippin
You na na na you na na na aha
Taonga on the scene
When they see me now they hallah
They love it when I pop my collar
Now they wanna talk cause they
No problem
No problem
Yea
No problem
No problem (swear)
All a nigga want is them dollars (cash)
Never stop popping my collar (fresh)
Thanking my
back
Up I shall suck it
You can gimme a little bit of that
White collar love
Ooh white collar love
White collar love
White collar love
Staples stick in
white collar i get paid everyday
I get paid everyday been trappin' all day
Fxck your white collar i get paid everyday
We get paid everyday
VERSE
They gone lose they mind
Bust a dime
Check the time for a dollar
Dig a shrine
Cut the line
Spill some wine
On white collars
Forge a lie
Steal
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