Itchin' - Rick Ross

We get real money my ni**a

Rickie Rosay

The untouchable empire

MMG

I'm excited right now

Living life right now

Black bar mitzvah sh*t is a party right now

It's too easy right now

Shout out to the conglomerate ni**a

October 30th

Dreams and nightmares that's what's all about

Meek Millie

Over a dozen whips

Young niggas get paper man

Few of my niggas multimillionaires already

No albums out

We run this sh*t literally

Death Jam records salute

Warner brothers salute

Power circle

Should be blessed to be in our presence

I whip my hair round with milk

All my boxers be silk

You p**sy niggas should chill

We keep the city on tilt

I put on for my walls down for my area code

We here to let you go to prison

Gotta bury your dough

Respect that holly my ni**a

Yo we out here my niggas

You're so high with my niggas Salasy out here my ni**a

I recite only lethal yeah them label to pour it

I get high in the cathedral and I feel so important

How I'm popping them bands

Your man just won't stop

I f**ked them friends came out on top

Then she wanted a bite and she named the spot

But me being the boss

I take her straight to wingstop

My fingers they itchin'

They itchin' for that paper

My fingers they itchin'

They itchin' for that paper

I ride around the city and I got that calculator

I'm a motherf**king monster

When it come to getting that paper hey