Itchin (Remix)

Album cover art for "Itchin (Remix)" by DJ X-Rated & Future & Jeezy & Fabolous & Yo Gotti

DJ X-Rated & Future & Jeezy & Fabolous & Yo Gotti - Rap, Memphis Rap

Itchin (Remix)

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Duration: 6:14

Lyrics

[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 [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 3: Fabolous] I get that itch, having me scratch my head Thinkin' bout my nigga that just got snatched by the feds Gun under the pillow, they might try to catch me in bed I don't cuddle with these bitches cause I hold my ratchet instead I'm in love (you in love with) With cashin' out at them counters Thumbing through that money Swim fast as them counters Them haters don't win jazz, but they ain't ready for counters Big nigga at your door house, look like he got bouncers I ain't lying, (I ain't lying) My money's mandatory I ain't got no game bitch, just understand my story (nice) Tell me time is money so if we can spend together When they ask when I'm free, I tell them bitches never [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 4: Yo Gotti] [?] met my plug, he was down with BMF He front me what I [?] the last plug left I'm itchin, I'm itchin, I'm itchin for that sack [?] where I go, street niggas asked me where it's at But it's dry and hot like a motherfucking desert 36 O's you get Trigger finger itchin, got it locked on my Beretta And I don't let these rats try to take a nigga federal My bitch in [?], she doing 650 On I-55, where she make [?] Try to thumb through the check, finger itchin like the chicken pork I-Phone and my digiscale, kitchen with the chicken pot [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

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Credits

Writers
  • Future
  • Jeezy
  • Fabolous
  • Yo Gotti