Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rolex, artist - The-Dream. Album song Terius Nash : 1977, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Rolex |
Uhh |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, what up Rozay |
This is Rolex music (uhh) |
Sittin' in the back of the 62″, just me & my boo |
Radio Killa music (uhh) |
We always with the baddest hoes, fuck the status quo |
You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh) |
Give a fuck what you think, blowing bottles of that drink (uhh) |
You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh) |
Shawty we shut it down, down, down, you can’t see me |
Red Ferrari, me and my cutie pie |
Blowing money fast, westside shawty 'til I die |
Back to the haters, wind in my face |
Louis Vuitton shades, Levi jeans |
And I feel like Master P cause my cards ain’t got limits |
Pull a black Visa — buy a black Jesus |
My nigga Chris say he can’t imagine what this is |
Can’t wait until you get home, nigga look how we living |
Waking up, breaking up with the baddest bitches |
I heard my cousin told his mother «that nigga gettin it» |
So this goes out to them haters, fuck you and your blank stare |
Arm out the window, smiley face, Rollie in the air |
This is Rolex music (uhh) |
Sittin' in the back of the 62″, just me & my boo |
Radio Killa music (uhh) |
We always with the baddest hoes, fuck the status quo |
You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh) |
Give a fuck what you think, blowing bottles of that drink (uhh) |
You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh) |
Shawty we shut it down, down, down, you can’t see me |
You already know what it is when you see me |
Radio Killa straight out of the C P T |
Compton if you didn’t know, westside 'til I die |
Hair down my back, Gucci Print on the bag |
Cali swagger, rollie on my arm |
See I been to hell and back, and I put that on my mom |
And now I’m in the building with the hottest nigga doing it |
Gotta get that money baby, that’s why I’m pursuin it |
It’s a celebration when them gold presidential links |
Are wrapped around your wrist, yeah, shawty is the shit |
So this song for them haters, fuck you and your blank stare |
Smiley face, Rollie way up in the motherfucking air |
This is Rolex music (uhh) |
Sittin' in the back of the 62″, just me & my boo |
Radio Killa music (uhh) |
We always with the baddest hoes, fuck the status quo |
You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh) |
Give a fuck what you think, blowing bottles of that drink (uhh) |
You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh) |
Shawty we shut it down, down, down, you can’t see me |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know it |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know it |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Compton in this bitch |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know it |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know it |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ATL up in this bitch |