Soulja Boy - Rolex On My Wrist lyrics

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[Hook]

I got this rolex on my wrist,

Nigga know I’m getting money

Nigga know I’m getting money

I got this ice on my neck

Nigga know I’m getting money

Nigga know I’m getting money

I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist

I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist

I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist

I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist

I got this rolex on my wrist, while I’m riding down the highway

Got 2 lambos in my god damn driveway

Got 2 ounces in my god damn ashtray

Pull up with that uzzi, more clips than a movie

Call me soulja b, took off all your hoes bitch

I ducked on the yay, like the rose main

You know it’s owin me, everything on freeze

Young sod, bitch say the mg, mg

Came through the hood with more gold than master p

Swagged up soulja boy, I put that on gd

Ride through the hood, everybody know bout me

Bought a yamaha and I cope it by the 3

got this rolex on my wrist so I’m shittin on the game

On a 3 wheel motorcycle flexin, switching through the lanes

Got me soulja montana bitch I’m reppin blast game

And I’m scrapped off any bitch nick named max payne

[Hook]

I got this rolex on my wrist,

Nigga know I’m getting money

Nigga know I’m getting money

I got this ice on my neck

Nigga know I’m getting money

Nigga know I’m getting money

I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist

I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist

I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist

I got this rolex on my wrist, rolex on my wrist

2013 has arrived, pull up on the scene

Soulja fresh as fuck I’m fly, hopped about the limousine

Eyes red on high, 30 racks off in my pocket

Swear to god no lie, disrespect my best friend, I promise you will die

See me in the vip, I’m kushy to the sky

Hopped out, I’m fresh as fuck, the rollie on my wrist

Tatted on my neck and arm, damn I’m the shit

Damn I’m the king, bring the toilets when I shit

Iced out pherogamo cover me and shit

Froze down lookin like a motherfuckin eschimo

Sod money gang, we blew up like geronimo

I got this rolex on my crew, I done bought 10 all

Throw em at the bentley coupe

Fuck hard top, I knock out the roof, rollie

Drop top lamborghini, you can see the proof

Call me bishel, cause they know I got the juice, splat

Riding through the hood, I’m beefin motherfucker truths

He say he poured up, bitch pour douce

Soulja boy tell em god damn, I’m tre truths

Rock this rolex!