Itchin (Remix) DJ Infamous (Ft. Fabolous, Future, Jeezy & Yo Gotti)
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[Verse 1: Future]
My mama said fuck it, nigga, hit the streets and live
Got some crack in the corner and I did what I did
The neighbors they don't like me, I got J's at the door
Told my grandma I don't need a bed, I'm sleeping on the floor
Got my tool and my blow, they my two main hoes
Me and all my woes stick together like the Zoes
Stop by, say "who got the yay for the low"
And I keep birds with me like I'm straight out Hollygrove
[Chorus: Future]
My fingers, they itchin, they itchin for that paper
My fingers, they itchin, they itchin for that paper
I'm riding around the city and I got that calculator
I'm a motherfucking monster when it come to getting that paper
My fingers, they itchin, they itchin for that paper
My fingers, they itchin, they itchin for that paper
I'm riding around the city and I got my calculator
I'm a motherfucking monster when it come to getting that paper
[Verse 2: Jeezy]
Million dollars cash, count it all by myself
She say "Baby let me help you", I say "Bitch don't need your help"
If it's one thing that a nigga don't do, it's trust
If there’s tops on the cars tell you bitch it wasn’t us
40 million dollar mansion
Master bedroom in the kitchen
Scarface got you in the living room now this living
I’m Michael Jordan in his prime and these niggas Scottie Pippen
Trying to out-ball MJ Scottie trippin
Think I’m bout to put a helipad on my roof
Then spit a brick and a half in the booth
Put my tax on 'em when I send 'em out of state
While they call you Weight Watchers?
Cuz we be watching all the weight
My mama said fuck it, nigga, hit the streets and live
Got some crack in the corner and I did what I did
The neighbors they don't like me, I got J's at the door
Told my grandma I don't need a bed, I'm sleeping on the floor
Got my tool and my blow, they my two main hoes
Me and all my woes stick together like the Zoes
Stop by, say "who got the yay for the low"
And I keep birds with me like I'm straight out Hollygrove
[Chorus: Future]
My fingers, they itchin, they itchin for that paper
My fingers, they itchin, they itchin for that paper
I'm riding around the city and I got that calculator
I'm a motherfucking monster when it come to getting that paper
My fingers, they itchin, they itchin for that paper
My fingers, they itchin, they itchin for that paper
I'm riding around the city and I got my calculator
I'm a motherfucking monster when it come to getting that paper
[Verse 2: Jeezy]
Million dollars cash, count it all by myself
She say "Baby let me help you", I say "Bitch don't need your help"
If it's one thing that a nigga don't do, it's trust
If there’s tops on the cars tell you bitch it wasn’t us
40 million dollar mansion
Master bedroom in the kitchen
Scarface got you in the living room now this living
I’m Michael Jordan in his prime and these niggas Scottie Pippen
Trying to out-ball MJ Scottie trippin
Think I’m bout to put a helipad on my roof
Then spit a brick and a half in the booth
Put my tax on 'em when I send 'em out of state
While they call you Weight Watchers?
Cuz we be watching all the weight
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