Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Itchin', artist - DJ Infamous
Date of issue: 30.05.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Itchin' |
Ayy, 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, them my two main hoes |
Me and all my woes stick together like the Zoes |
Sak Pase, who got the yay for the lows? |
And I keep birds with me like I’m straight out Hollygrove |
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper |
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper |
I’m riding round the city and I got my calculator |
I’m a mothafuckin' monster when it come to getting that paper, ayy |
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper |
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper |
I’m riding round the city and I got my calculator |
I’m a mothafuckin' monster when it come to getting that paper, ayy |
I’m a dog, and I eat that dog food |
I’m a G, I put red on all my shoes (Yeah) |
Come and see, my la familia got Peru (Salute) |
And I plead (What?) not guilty until proved (Yeah) |
Got more birds than the zoo (Yeah) |
Got chickens in the coupe (Brrr) |
Got shottas that’ll shoot (Bang) |
And I stay on DJ Screw (Straight up) |
When you drop it (When you drop it) |
It coming back like DJ Clue? |
(Comeback) |
I make a profit (A profit) |
I can go and buy a school (Voila) |
I’m a A1 nigga, can’t lose (Yeah) |
Freeband Gang, put you on the news (Ayy) |
Then hit Blue Flames, shoot pool (Splurge) |
Put 20 in my Trues (What that?) |
That’s 20,000, fool (Hey) |
I put a play together (Like) |
Like Peyton Manning do (That right) |
I’m rapping dope to you (Future) |
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper |
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper |
I’m riding round the city and I got my calculator |
I’m a mothafuckin' monster when it come to getting that paper, ayy |
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper |
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper |
I’m riding round the city and I got my calculator |
I’m a mothafuckin' monster when it come to getting that paper, ayy |
Mike Will Made-It |