Dj Khaled - Don't Pay 4 It lyrics

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[Intro]Double M, Kirko, Khaled(DJ KHALED!)[Chorus: Kirko Bangz]Say I ain't tryin to pay, fo' itMan I'm too player for thatToo many bitches in the world right nowThat'll fuck around and pray for thatSay I ain't tryin to pay, fo' itI don't pay for no pussyI won't pay for no pussy and I ain't buyin no GucciSay I ain't trying to pay fo' itI'm a motherfucking G, and I should make these bitches pay meSay I ain't trying to pay, fo' itHell naw man I'm too throwed, niggaz stay gettin showsMake a lot of money, never trick to these hoes[Wale]Pay for that, not me, no hellY'all the one that bring the C-notes outThis is K.O.D., now they wait on meCause if I do not arrive there wouldn't be no showsWale, WaleHear you talkin, but I can not stayChicks evolve but I can not stayI spit the raw, I leave a gay bitch lateTurn your date to a lake, turn your eight to a greatTurn a nine to a dDAMN, without payin for the dateThrow the bait, ain't no JohnYou done broke the safe just to get those broadsYou been playing the Uno but you gettin no drawersAnd I poke her face and let her hold no cardsI ain't even trippin, or payin these womenGot plenty fish in that ocean and my rod game is so viciousAnd my sharp show is at 4:15, can I use the rip in 5:15Now I 62 cause I get the lootAnd she's gon' +Kiss the Ring+ but no wedding[Chorus][Tyga]Clap that ass, bitch turn upNigga kill the pussy, call it murderSwerve in the MurcielagoMe without a foreign car man that's unheard ofIn the Maybach, king with my feet upCurtains drawn, bitch scream when you see usHigh give me lead up, work toward Niko2500 for the sneakers, dope ass nigga, no beeperI was 16 with a Beamer, Glock with the watch on AquafinaNiggaz going, hyenaGetting pussy posted up at the DeanerNow we pull up, post in MedinasWith light-skinned bitch like +Gina+Aston, +Martin+Man I'm motherfuckin cold like +Ke$ha+Stop signs, Simon says, we don't give a fuck, we run themLike Tommy Young, been barely menMan broke niggaz, we don't live with themI don't fuck around, I just fuck her friendsGot eagle doors on that brand new BenzAnd a threesome with two twenty twinsI'm rich, bitch[Chorus][Mack Maine](Bitch I'm Mack Ma-I-I-I-ine)Trick what? Lace who? Baby girl that ain't what Maine doBefore I chase you, I replace you, before I break you off, I'ma break youMatter of fact, fuck you, got a hundred chicks on my tour busAsian chicks, they adore us, I'm feelinglike the nigga on the chorus(Got this drank in my cup, and I'm 'bout to roll up)Man this bitch talking too much dawg (I done came down, hold up)Heard a nigga say pimpin was deadI showed them my watch and corrected them quick like"Nah, niggaz you're scared, now go get you some bread"See it's... money over bitches, and bread over bedTell a bitch that I know Khaled, and she +Take it to the Head+Sheeit~! One go to store for meGot another one that's tryin to hoe for meHopefully she bring more hoes to meand reverse the game and make 'em bring dough to me[Chorus] - minus last two lines

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