Dj Khaled - Don't Pay 4 It lyrics

[Hook: Kirko Bangz] Say I ain't trying to pay, for it Man I'm too playa for that Too many b**hes in the world right now That'll f** around and pray for that Say I ain't trying to pay, for it I don't pay for no p**y I won't pay for no p**y And I ain't buyin' no Gucci Say I ain't trying to pay for it I'm a motherf**ing G And I should make these b**hes pay me Say I ain't trying to pay, for it Hell naw man I'm too throwed n***as 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 Chicks evolve but I cannot stay I spit the raw, I leave a gay b**h, 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 John 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 rod game is so vicious And my sharp show is at 4: 15, can I use the rip in 5: 15 Now I 62 cause I get the loot, and she's gon' kiss the ring but no wedding [Hook] [Verse 2: Tyga] Clap that a**, b**h, turn up n***a k** the p**y, 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, b**h scream when you see us High give me lead up, work toward n***a 2500 for the sneakers, dope a** n***a, no beeper I was 16 with a Beamer Glock with the watch on Aquafina n***as going, hyena Getting p**y posted up at the deener Now we pull up, post in Medinas With light-skinned b**h like Gina Aston, Martin Man I'm motherf**ing cold like Kesha Stop signs, Simon says We don't give a f**, we run them Like Tommy Young, been barely men Man broke n***as, we don't live with them I don't f** around, I just f** her friends Got eagle doors on that brand new Benz And a threesome with two twenty twins I'm rich, b**h [Hook] [Verse 3: Mack Maine] (b**h 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'm a break you Matter of fact, f** you Got a hundred chicks on my tour bus Asian chicks, they adore us I'm feeling like the n***a on the chorus (Got this drank in my cup And I'm 'bout to roll up) Man this b**h talking too much, dawg (I done came down, hold up) Heard a n***a say pimping was dead I showed them my watch and corrected them quick like, "Nah, n***as you're scared" Now go get you some bread See it's... (Money over b**hes, and bread over bed Tell a b**h that I know Khaled, and she take it to the head) sh** sh**, 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]