Soulja Boy - Rolex On My Wrist lyrics

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Soulja Boy - Rolex On My Wrist lyrics

[Hook:] I got this rolex on my wrist, So you know I'm getting money n***a know I'm getting money I got this ice on my neck n***a know I'm getting money n***a 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 [Verse 1:] 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 b**h I ducked on the yay, like the rose main You know it's owin me, everything on freeze Young sod, b**h 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 sh**tin on the game On a 3 wheel motorcycle flexin, switching through the lanes Got me soulja montana b**h I'm reppin blast game And I'm scrapped off any b**h nick named max payne [Hook:] I got this rolex on my wrist, So you know I'm getting money n***a know I'm getting money I got this ice on my neck So you know I'm getting money n***a 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 [Verse 2:] 3030 has arrived, pull up on the scene Soulja fresh as f** 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 f**, the rollie on my wrist Tatted on my neck and arm, damn I'm the sh** Damn I'm the king, bring the toilets when I sh** Iced out pherogamo cover me and sh** Froze out lookin like a motherf**in eschimo Sod money gang, we blew up like geronimo [Verse 3:] I got this rolex on my crew, I done bought 10 all Throw em at the bentley coupe f** 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 motherf**er truths He say he poured up, b**h pour douce Soulja boy tell em God damn, I'm the truths Rock this rolex!

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