Lyrics:

(Chorus Repeat 2x)
now Ever 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 This Hoes
and They Betta Put My Money In My Hand

(Dj Paul)
now When It Comes To Getting Bread I Got The Keys To The Bakery
alot Of Dudes Swear They Play Man They Some Fackery
let Me Catch A Girl Up Out Some Work In Mah Site
and Believe I'm Gon Be Atcha In The Daylight With A Flashlight
i'm Tryin To Get Paid However Money Is Made
alot 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 Fa Real

(Juicy J)
well You Know Me By The Juice Man Hangin Out With Big Keith
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

(Chorus)

(Crunchy Black)
she's Just Another Hoe 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'ma 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!

(Chorus)