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Dj Khaled - Don't Pay 4 It (feat. Kirko Bangz, Mack Maine, Tyga and Wa lyrics
[Hook: Kirko Bangz]
 Say I ain't trying to pay, for it
 Man I'm too playa for that
 Too many bitches in the world right now
 That'll fuck around and pray for that
 Say I ain't trying to pay, for it
 I don't pay for no pussy
 I won't pay for no pussy
 And I ain't buyin' no Gucci
 Say I ain't trying to pay for it
 I'm a motherfucking G
 And I should make these bitches pay me
 Say I ain't trying to pay, for it
 Hell naw man I'm too throwed
 Niggas stay getting shows
 Make a lot of money, never trick to these hoes
 [Verse 1: Wale]
 Pay for that, not me, no hell
 Y'all the one that bring the c-notes out
 This is K.O.D., now they wait on me
 Cause if I do not arrive, there wouldn't be no show
 Wale, Wale
 Hear you talking, but I cannot stay
 ? but I cannot stay
 I spit the raw, I leave a gay bitch, late
 Turn your date to a lake, turn your 8 to a great
 Turn a nine to a damn! without paying for the date
 Throw the bait, ain't no ?
 You done broke the safe just to get those broads
 You been playing the Uno but you getting no drawers
 And I poke her face and let her hold no cards
 I ain't even tripping, or paying these women
 Got plenty fish in that ocean and my ride game is so vicious
 And my ? is 450, can I used the whip to 550
 Now I 62 cause I get the loot, and she's gon' kiss the ring but no wedding
[Hook]
 [Verse 2: Tyga]
 Clap that ass, bitch, turn up
 Nigga kill the pussy, call it murder
 Swerve in the Murcielago
 Me without a foreign car, man that's unheard of
 In the Maybach, king with my feet up
 Curtains drawn, bitch scream when you see us
 ?
 2500 for the sneakers, dope ass nigga, no beeperDj Khaled - Don't Pay 4 It (feat. Kirko Bangz, Mack Maine, Tyga and Wa - http://motolyrics.com/dj-khaled/dont-pay-4-it-feat-kirko-bangz-mack-maine-tyga-and-wa-lyrics.html
 I was 16 with a Beamer
 Glock with the watch on Aquafina
 Niggas going, hyena
 Getting pussy posted up at the deener
 Now we pull up, post in Medinas
 With light-skinned bitch like Gina
 Aston, Martin
 Man I'm motherfucking cold like Kesha
 Stop signs, Simon says
 We don't give a fuck, we run them
 Like Tommy Young, been barely men
 Man broke niggas, we don't live with them
 I don't fuck around, I just fuck her friends
 Got eagle doors on that brand new Benz
 And a threesome with two twenty twins
 I'm rich, bitch
[Hook]
 [Verse 3: Mack Maine]
 (Bitch I'm Mack Ma-i-i-i-ine)
 Trick what? Lace who?
 Baby girl, that ain't what Maine do
 Before I chase you, I replace you
 Before I break you off, I'mma break you
 Matter of fact, fuck you
 Got a hundred chicks on my tour bus
 Asian chicks, they adore us
 I'm feeling like 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 pimping was dead
 I showed them my watch and corrected them quick like,
 "Nah, niggas you're scared"
 Now go get you some bread
 See it's...
 (Money over bitches, and bread over bed
 Tell a bitch that I know Khaled, and she take it to the head)
 Shit
 Shit, one go to store for me
 Got another one that's trying to ho for me
 Hopefully, she bring more hoes to me
 And reverse the game and make em bring dough to me
[Hook]









