I Ain’t Payem sh*t lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Verse 1]
All that yapping and that talking pus*y, go and get you gun
Cuz Project Pat staying heated up like the sun
Could have got your lil money started running your tongue
When you see me n*gga pull your gun I ain't the one
We grew up like brothers, granny house playing lego
But I'm Michael Corleone and you a rat like Fredo
I'm a tiger shark boy you a f*cking guppy
An OG pitbull you a f*cking puppy
I'm all about them Benjamin's like Ice Cube
My goons jump you like a chicken put you on YouTube
Cuz you ain't gon' do sh*t but gon' run your lip-a
I'ma tell you like this I ain't paying sh*t-a

[Hook]
I ain't payin' him sh*t (x4)
I know I owe this n*gga money
I ain't payin' him sh*t
I know I owe this n*gga money
I ain't payin' him sh*t

[Verse 2]
In the streets n*ggas cross like a intersection
Choppa bullets on yo ass up like C section
When them robbers hit yo pockets up like a recession
Come up on anything out here a street missing
n*ggas say what they gon' do, that's baloney
I'm out here buying George blowing loud with the homies
Cuz I ain't gotta talk myself in to retaliation
Cuz they should have but the [?]
Like a di*k in the junkie b*tches mouth
Sprinkle they pockets and like babies they gon' pow
I ain't sleeping on em .45 move the crowd
Extendo clip on and whip still blowing loud
[Hook]
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