D.J. Paul - Dats It Fa Ya - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro] I can't play no more, I can't play no more I can't, I can't play no more I can't play no more, I can't play no more I can't, I can't play no more [Hook: D.J. Paul] I can't play no more, dats it for your ass, for your ass You gotta go to go lil ho, dats it for your ass, for your ass You done took it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass So I'ma take it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass I can't play no more, dats it for your ass, for your ass You gotta go lil ho, dats it for your ass, for your ass You done took it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass So I'ma take it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass [Verse 1: D.J. Paul] The game is over, let the pain begin These niggas acting lame again [?] Got a dick in another white mouth again I'ma always win, you can bet on that Fuck with me and I'mma let off that The sound of my voice get pussies wet The sound of my chopper getting pussy niggas wet I'm a motherfucking threat, better know that Guns flash quicker than the kodak We whip a nigga wig like Kojak He hidin' from the hater like Lojack Swing on a nigga he gone miss rap Bitch nigga, I ain't breakin' fist for that Hit him with a bottle with a fifth of that Break the whole bottle, not a fifth of that I'm done with these fuck boys Act dumb on these fuck boys Set alarms off on these fuckboys Put guns off on these fuck boys I've been holding my goons back for a long time Now I'mma let them eat these niggas alive like a buffet line [Hook: D.J. Paul] I can't play no more, dats it for your ass, for your ass You gotta go to go lil ho, dats it for your ass, for your ass You done took it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass So I'ma take it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass I can't play no more, dats it for your ass, for your ass You gotta go lil ho, dats it for your ass, for your ass You done took it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass So I'ma take it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass [Verse 2: Juicy J] On that presidential skunk, that's that Donald Trump Real OG, my pockets on Professor Clump Yellow diamonds in that bitch look like Captain Crunch Money hungry, 100 milli, what I have for lunch Trippy nigga, I just filled a garbage bag with weed It look like I rob jack for his bag of P's Loudest nigga in the club quick to call the cops These young niggas ain't tryna box, better bring yo Glock Turn that nigga song, all you hear is street talk Catch him outside the studio, all you hear is bitch talk Payin' for protection the only way you get passed You don't pay them killers when you hit the city? That's your ass [Hook: D.J. Paul] I can't play no more, dats it for your ass, for your ass You gotta go to go lil ho, dats it for your ass, for your ass You done took it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass So I'ma take it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass I can't play no more, dats it for your ass, for your ass You gotta go lil ho, dats it for your ass, for your ass You done took it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass So I'ma take it there, dats it for your ass, for your ass
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