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Yes, yes, yes, uh!<br />Balla shit, nigga<br />timer shit nigga<br />(Regime shit baby)<br />flossy shit, boi!<br />(Smoke-A-Lot, Smoke-A-Lot)<br />Rolex Rulez<br />Check it, we rock big jew-els an shit, big karats an Baggets an shit.<br />Mutha fuckas be starrin, niggas packin big thangs too nigga<br />uh.<br /><br />Verse 1<br /><br />I started off wit heata shit<br />carry a nine millameter shit<br />Rolex on my wrist<br />never fuckin wit Geneve shit<br />(playboy whats Geneve shit?)<br />somethin like 20 g's cheaper shit<br />tryin to pawn this shit, but the jewelry store tell you to keep the shit<br />look juss like a Rollie, but it really ain't Rollie<br />what the fuck you think homie, you walkin around wit fake Rollie<br />I never knew that swap meets a-wraps could make Rollie<br />the Motra fake Rollie's, yo time an date gone break Rollie<br />the type of shit a theif wont even attempt to take Rollie<br />go out on a date, start makin bitches hate Rollie<br />now pump yo brakes homie<br />only the ballin qualified can rock the platinum, oyster, in distant <br />Rolex wear outside<br />"Stayin Alive" like Wyclef, gettin high until my eyes shut<br />wise steps, hands carrassin my tech<br />Rolex under my sleve nigga<br />to each nigga playa hatin, I make you mutha fuckas bleed quicka<br />I read niggas<br />look in my eyes an die slowly<br />meet my four-five <br />niggas done died fo a Rollie<br />I leave yo chest over yo family outside lonely<br />they died on the stretch an take an ambulance ride homie<br />my four-five told me, that shit that crucify homies<br />if I didn't, got so many down niggas ready to ride fo me<br />die fo me<br />eye fo an eye homie<br />that's what you get for tryin to rob me fo my Rollie nigga<br />Rolex Rulez.<br /><br />Chorus *(Phats Bossalini)* 2x<br /><br />Well an nigga wit the Rolex on<br />you best believe he packin Stretch Armstrong<br />some kinda gat or thang on him<br />hit you bullet rain storms<br />when you got the Rolex watch, piece an chain on<br />listen.<br /><br />Verse 2<br /><br />To all my real playas<br />throw yo Rollie's in the sky<br />wave 'em side to side<br />then keep yo four-five caulked to ride<br />so many mutha fuckas done died<br />tryin to steal a Rolex watch<br />especially tryin to steal mines<br />I remember the day I bought my first watch<br />the turfs hot<br />slangin them birdies, that chirpin juss don't stop<br />raise niggas off the block who turf hop<br />juss got my first 5 in the world to check in the jewlery store the first <br />spot<br />I'm wet<br />cash the check, grab the tech an jet<br />10 G's in my pocket headed straight to Spence<br />I want my shit all baggets<br />but it cost too much<br />had to fuck wit somethin less<br />ain't tryin to floss too much<br />a straight gold Presidential<br />no diamonds down the wrist<br />Princess cabezel<br />you know<br />that's small timer shit<br />but fuck that!<br />I got the Rolex, chain an ring that match<br />stack my scratch, until I got enough green to bring shit back<br />exchange? Yes!<br />Give up the chain an gain a Rolex<br />drop some G's<br />it's juss like property so invest<br />an if you ever go broke, don't feel depressed under stress<br />pawn yo shit, I give you what you paid an not a dolla less<br />that's big timer shit<br />white colla shit, so I jet<br />I see some niggas casin the set<br />hangin out by my Lex<br />I grab the mutha fuckin Tech 9 <br />the first time, I get to hear that mutha fucka scream an whine<br />Rolex Rulez!<br /><br />*(chorus)* 2x<br /><br />Uh, to all my real playas, nigga, uh.<br />Smoke-A-Lot up in this bitch.<br />Regime shit, uh.<br />Sometimes you gotta floss, sometimes keep that shit up under yo sleve.<br />Haha. Cuz niggas tryin to get us.<br />But I keep big heats, nigga. Uh.<br />How many holes you want in yo ass?<br />BLOW-BLOW!<br />1, 2, or 3? Nigga what?<br />BLOW-BLOW!<br />Back the fuck up nigga. We do our thang, Rolex Rulez.<br />I sugguest you pack a gat too, my ballin ass potna <br />or you will get flatlined.<br />Done deal.
Letra nueva de la canción
Yes, yes, yes, uh!<br />Balla shit, nigga<br />timer shit nigga<br />(Regime shit baby)<br />flossy shit, boi!<br />(Smoke-A-Lot, Smoke-A-Lot)<br />Rolex Rulez<br />Check it, we rock big jew-els an shit, big karats an Baggets an shit.<br />Mutha fuckas be starrin, niggas packin big thangs too nigga<br />uh.<br /><br />Verse 1<br /><br />I started off wit heata shit<br />carry a nine millameter shit<br />Rolex on my wrist<br />never fuckin wit Geneve shit<br />(playboy whats Geneve shit?)<br />somethin like 20 g's cheaper shit<br />tryin to pawn this shit, but the jewelry store tell you to keep the shit<br />look juss like a Rollie, but it really ain't Rollie<br />what the fuck you think homie, you walkin around wit fake Rollie<br />I never knew that swap meets a-wraps could make Rollie<br />the Motra fake Rollie's, yo time an date gone break Rollie<br />the type of shit a theif wont even attempt to take Rollie<br />go out on a date, start makin bitches hate Rollie<br />now pump yo brakes homie<br />only the ballin qualified can rock the platinum, oyster, in distant <br />Rolex wear outside<br />"Stayin Alive" like Wyclef, gettin high until my eyes shut<br />wise steps, hands carrassin my tech<br />Rolex under my sleve nigga<br />to each nigga playa hatin, I make you mutha fuckas bleed quicka<br />I read niggas<br />look in my eyes an die slowly<br />meet my four-five <br />niggas done died fo a Rollie<br />I leave yo chest over yo family outside lonely<br />they died on the stretch an take an ambulance ride homie<br />my four-five told me, that shit that crucify homies<br />if I didn't, got so many down niggas ready to ride fo me<br />die fo me<br />eye fo an eye homie<br />that's what you get for tryin to rob me fo my Rollie nigga<br />Rolex Rulez.<br /><br />Chorus *(Phats Bossalini)* 2x<br /><br />Well an nigga wit the Rolex on<br />you best believe he packin Stretch Armstrong<br />some kinda gat or thang on him<br />hit you bullet rain storms<br />when you got the Rolex watch, piece an chain on<br />listen.<br /><br />Verse 2<br /><br />To all my real playas<br />throw yo Rollie's in the sky<br />wave 'em side to side<br />then keep yo four-five caulked to ride<br />so many mutha fuckas done died<br />tryin to steal a Rolex watch<br />especially tryin to steal mines<br />I remember the day I bought my first watch<br />the turfs hot<br />slangin them birdies, that chirpin juss don't stop<br />raise niggas off the block who turf hop<br />juss got my first 5 in the world to check in the jewlery store the first <br />spot<br />I'm wet<br />cash the check, grab the tech an jet<br />10 G's in my pocket headed straight to Spence<br />I want my shit all baggets<br />but it cost too much<br />had to fuck wit somethin less<br />ain't tryin to floss too much<br />a straight gold Presidential<br />no diamonds down the wrist<br />Princess cabezel<br />you know<br />that's small timer shit<br />but fuck that!<br />I got the Rolex, chain an ring that match<br />stack my scratch, until I got enough green to bring shit back<br />exchange? Yes!<br />Give up the chain an gain a Rolex<br />drop some G's<br />it's juss like property so invest<br />an if you ever go broke, don't feel depressed under stress<br />pawn yo shit, I give you what you paid an not a dolla less<br />that's big timer shit<br />white colla shit, so I jet<br />I see some niggas casin the set<br />hangin out by my Lex<br />I grab the mutha fuckin Tech 9 <br />the first time, I get to hear that mutha fucka scream an whine<br />Rolex Rulez!<br /><br />*(chorus)* 2x<br /><br />Uh, to all my real playas, nigga, uh.<br />Smoke-A-Lot up in this bitch.<br />Regime shit, uh.<br />Sometimes you gotta floss, sometimes keep that shit up under yo sleve.<br />Haha. Cuz niggas tryin to get us.<br />But I keep big heats, nigga. Uh.<br />How many holes you want in yo ass?<br />BLOW-BLOW!<br />1, 2, or 3? Nigga what?<br />BLOW-BLOW!<br />Back the fuck up nigga. We do our thang, Rolex Rulez.<br />I sugguest you pack a gat too, my ballin ass potna <br />or you will get flatlined.<br />Done deal.
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