Dats It Fa Ya - DJ Paul, Juicy J

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

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

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

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

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

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