Released: September 27, 2005

Featuring: Mr. Bigg (The Last Mr. Bigg) Crunchy Black Juicy J DJ Paul Project Pat

Songwriter: DJ Paul Juicy J Crunchy Black Project Pat

Producer: DJ Paul Juicy J

[Hook]
Now every since I can remember I been poppin' my collar
Poppin', poppin' my collar, poppin', poppin' my collar
Every since I can remember I been working these hoes
And they better put my money in my hand

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
I know you sicker than sick-ahh when you see the rims flick-ahh
The paint drip-ahh, ice in my rangs glitt-ahh
I straight flip-ahh the cheese like pancake-ahh
Fallin' from trees like the leaves in my hand rake-ahh
Project Pat-ahh attractin' dime piece-ahhs
I'm dirty southern, french braids, gold teeth-ahhs
I'm out here makin' cents, plus I'm out here makin' dollars
I keep a bad broad, dawg, and a popped collar

[Hook]
Now every since I could remember I been poppin' my collar
Poppin', poppin' my collar, poppin', poppin' my collar
Ever since I could remember I been working these hoes
And they better put my money in my hand

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
Now when it comes to getting bread I got the keys to the bakery
A lot of dudes swear they playin', man they some fakery
Let me catch a girl up out some work in my site
And believe I'm gon be atcha in the daylight with a flashlight
I'm tryin' to get paid however money is made
A lot dudes like to pay ladies to get laid
But me, I ain't no pimp, I just love to borrow
Paper from a fat bitch, a ugly bitch, a model, for real

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Well you know me by the Juice man hangin out with Big Triece
Standin on tha porch, drinkin liquor, drunk, smokin' weed
Trying to get a paycheck, but work that ain't came yet
Thats why I stay in a girl ear, to keep that pussy wet
So I could get paid and relax in the shade
And say fuck a nine to five cuz a nigga tired of slavin
It's never easy for a playa in tha hood on tha come up
If I meet a gal with three kids or more she get done up

[Hook]
Now every since I could remember I been poppin' my collar
Poppin', poppin' my collar, poppin', poppin' my collar
Every since I could remember I been working these hoes
And they better put my money in my hand

[Verse 4: Crunchy Black]
She's just another ho that I met in the hood
I told her I was Crunchy Black and it was all good
She might as well go on head and suck on my wood
And let me whisper something in her ear if I could
I got some hoes out there bringin ya boy back some good
That ghetty green you know what I mean that bitch is understood
Ain't havin to shout at no motherfuckin slut
You know I'm actin bitch make cut a fuckin rug
You better get out there and get my money in the woods
I'mma hit cha in ya head and leave ya ass with a plug
You know I gotta have, gotta get my money what
These hoes out here be fucking for a muthafucking dub
FREAK BITCH!

[Hook]
Now every since I could remember I been poppin' my collar
Poppin', poppin' my collar, poppin', poppin' my collar
Every since I could remember I been working these hoes
And they better put my money in my hand

Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia, originally known as Backyard Posse and Triple 6 Mafia, is an incredibly influential hardcore rap group from Memphis, Tennessee. Started in 1991 by Juicy J, D.J. Paul, and Lord Infamous—who died in 2013—Crunchy Black, Gangsta Boo, and Koopsta Knicca have all been part of the Mafia.

Mystic Stylez, their 1995 debut album, inspired a lo-fi Horrorcore movement in the 2010’s; SpaceGhostPurrp, Denzel Curry, $UICIDEBOY$, and A$AP Rocky all were influenced by Mystic Stylez dark sound.

The Mafia is also known for coining the term “crunk,” a style of music famous for heavy basslines and shouted vocals.