Itchin' Lyrics - The Black Bar Mitzvah - Rick Ross

We get real money my nigga 

Rickie Rosay 

The untouchable empire 

MMG 

I'm excited right now 

Living life right now 

Black bar mitzvah, shit is a party right now 

It's too easy right now 

Shout out to the conglomerate nigga 

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 shit literally 

Death Jam records, salute 

Warner brothers, salute 

Power circle 

Should be blessed to be in our presence 

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I whip my hair round with milk 

All my boxers be silk 

You pussy 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 nigga, yo we out here my niggas 

You're so high with my niggas Salasy out here my nigga 

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 fucked 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 

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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 motherfucking monster when it come to getting that paper, hey!