DJ Infamous/Future - Itchin' (Prod. by Mike WiLL Made It) | Текст песни

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My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper

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 woahs stick together like the Zoes
Sak Pase... who got the yay for the lows
And I keep birds with me like im straight out Hollygrove

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My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
I'm riding round the city and I got that calculator
I'm a mothafuckin' monster wen it come to getting that paper (aye)

I'm a dog, and I eat that dog food
I'm a G, I put red on all my shoes

Come and see my la familia got peru
And I plead not guilty until proved
Got more birds than the zoo
Got chickens in the coup
Got shottas that'll shoot
And I stay on dj screw
When u drop it it coming back like dj clue
I make a profit I can go and buy a school
Ima A1 nigga can't lose
Free band gang put u on the news
Then hit Blue Flames shoot pool
Put 20 in my tru's thats 20,000 fool
I put a play together, like Peyton Manning do
Im (w)rapping dope to yew

2x
My fingers, they itchin they itchin for dat paper
Im riding round the city and I got that calculator
Ima mothafuqin monsta when it come to getting that paper (aye)

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